Page 110 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
"I'll come with you," he said.
"You don't have to. I'm meeting Rob there. He thinks he found evidence to convince the cops that Isabella was behind all of this."
Porter was already talking into his watch. He touched his earpiece. "Briggs will be here in a minute and we can head over."
"I think it's better if you both stay here." I felt guilty for leaving James alone when I had told him I'd stay. I wanted to make sure he was okay while I was gone.
"You're always our first priority, Mrs. Hunter. Mr. Hunter has made that very clear."
Briggs ran up to us. "How is he?"
"He's sleeping. But he's good." Porter clapped him on the back.
Briggs nodded. He looked relieved. "Have you asked him about us?" he asked.
"He's not going to fire either of you." Not after he knew how protective they had been since our wedding night. Not after he found out how much they cared.
"I'm taking her to the apartment," Porter said. "No bathroom breaks."
"I'm feeling much better today," Briggs said.
Porter nodded. "You ready?" He started walking before I had even answered.
"What was that about bathroom breaks?" I asked as I caught up to him.
"Briggs' stomach got really upset yesterday and he kept leaving his post. I have it under control."
"You guys are allowed to take breaks."
"Not at the same time, though. Would you like me to call Ian or would you like to drive with me?"
"I'll drive with you." Every time I went home to shower he'd ask me the same thing. And I always said I'd drive with him. He had even started letting me sit in the front seat with him. Besides, I knew Ian and Jen were spending time together before she had to fly back to California. I didn't want to interrupt that.
Porter opened up the passenger door for me and I climbed into his SUV. It was strange driving through the city today. The last few days had been hell. Everything looked bleak around me. But today I noticed how green the grass was in Central Park. And how happy the joggers looked. Soon that would be James again. He'd be better in no time, I knew it.
"Are you married, Cole?"
Porter barely winced when I called him by his first name. And he didn't reprimand me anymore either. There was no way I was going to let James fire either one of these guys. They had only just started to warm up to me.
"No, I'm not married."
"Are you dating anyone?"
He glanced at me for a second as he hit his turn signal. "You're asking a lot of questions today."
"I just feel like when James is all better you're going to get all serious again. It's my last chance to get to know you." I saw a small smile on his lips.
"I have a girlfriend. We've been together for almost five years now."
"What's her name?"
"Last name or first name?" He smiled again.
"First name, of course."
"Julie."
"I'm sorry we've been keeping you away from her. Everything's going to go back to normal soon."
