Page 360 of The Sinner: James

The drop-dead gorgeous woman I always knew she had in her has surfaced in her full glory.

I’m sure her love life has improved too.

She mentioned men in passing when we met in New York.

She seems more aware of her qualities, she’s more confident, and her new attitude is reflected in her clothes––she routinely opts for sophisticated skirt suits, heels, and coats with flattering cuts.

Life in New York has changed her for the better, and as we cut our way through the airport, she attracts quite a few pairs of eyes.

We navigate through groups of people before exiting the airport when Samuel, the limo driver, greets us.

He slides the door open for us before scooping up Eve’s travel gear and placing it in the trunk.

“Hmm... We’re driving in style,” Eve says as we tuck ourselves into the back seats.

“James insisted on using the limo,” I murmur, distracted.

“Life must be tough living in his Kingdom,” she jokes.

“I can’t complain,” I say, smiling.

The driver steps in and rolls up the partition wall before steering the car away.

“Mmm... This is a scenic ride,” Eve says as we leave the airport behind and the car takes the road to our hometown. “I forgot how beautiful it was,” she says, lowering the window and taking in the view.

“Yeah… It’s beautiful,” I murmur, looking outside.

She swivels her head and looks at me.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah...” I say quietly.

Her eyes don’t leave my face.

“What’s bothering you?” she asks.

A soft smile tugs at my lips as I keep looking away.

“Nothing.”

Silently, she stares at me. I have no choice but to look at her.

She arches an eyebrow.

“I’m missing you.”

Her eyes widen in surprise.

“Missing me?” she asks incredulously.

“Yes. Missing you,” I say, grinning softly.

“How can you say that? Everybody is here. Everybody but me, and still... ”

“Who’s everybody?”

“James. His best friends. Their women.”

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