"Where are you going?"
"I'll be setting up something romantic." He kissed my cheek and slowly released my hand. I watched him wander through the crowd of people and disappear into the restaurant.
***
"Jen?" I said when I walked down one of the hallways of the restaurant I hadn't tried yet.
"Oh, hey, Penny," Jen said and looked over my shoulder. She ran her fingers through her bangs and adjusted the strap on her dress.
"Oh my God."
"What?" She awkwardly cleared her throat.
"You just had sex."
"I did not," she said and then immediately laughed.
"I dared you to ask Ian on a date. Not to have sex with him!"
She laughed. "Fine you caught me. You were right about Ian."
I smiled. "You two didn't waste any time."
"We're both adults and we've both liked each other for years. What's the point in waiting when you know it's right?"
"There is no point."
"Exactly. Besides, we're at a wedding. Of course we were going to sleep together. I mean, have you seen him? He's mouthwatering."
I laughed.
"Hello, ladies," Ian said.
"Hi, Ian." I smiled at the fact that Jen had probably asked him to give her a head start so it wouldn't look like they had just slept together. "I'm going to leave you two alone." I stepped around them and walked down the hall. Love was certainly in the air tonight. And I couldn't judge them at all. I was about to do the same thing with James.
"James?" I whispered as I opened the door to the room that he and his groomsmen had been in earlier today. I had already tried the small room that I had finished getting ready in, but it had been dark and empty. That wasn't the case here. Dozens of candles were lit in the small room. It reminded me of when James had proposed. The only thing missing was him.
"James?" I whispered again and slowly turned around. He definitely wasn't here. There weren't even any places he could be hiding. I couldn't explain it, but it felt like something was wrong. James had to have been the one that had set this up. So, where was he?
My pulse quickened. What if something had happened to him? What if Isabella had shown up and...what? Hurt him? I just had this awful feeling that something terrible had happened. I tried to take a deep breath, but it just made my heart race even more. I had passed Porter on the way into the building. He would help me find James. I quickly opened up the door and ran straight into Porter.
He grabbed my arms to steady me. "Are you alright, Mrs. Hunter?"
It was the first time someone had actually addressed me that way. But I was too upset to savor how great it sounded. I shook my head. "Where is James?"
"Isn't he in there with you?"
Shit."No. Porter, something is wrong. Is it possible that Isabella is here? I just have this awful feeling..."
"No," he said with a frown. "Briggs is doing a border patrol and we have extra security posted everywhere. No one is getting onto the premises that wasn't on the guest list. Mr. Hunter must have just slipped past me. Give me a second." Porter touched something on his watch. "Who has eyes on Albatross?" He placed his finger on his earpiece.
I swallowed hard. Normally I'd find something like that codename hilarious, but my stomach was twisting into knots.
Porter nodded and let go of his earpiece. "He's at the bar getting champagne, ma'am."
"Getting champagne?"Oh, thank God.
"I'm sorry," Porter said. "He told me to keep my eyes on you. I shouldn't have..."