He's Awake

*Some hours later…

“Someone else just arrived,” Harry announced, stepping into the room.

They all looked up, and James stepped in hurriedly, glancing around.

Basically everyone in the room rolled their eyes.

“Hey,” he nodded at no one in particular, and approached Sofia.

However, she was already pissed with the talk about her son, and his presence was definitely not helping.

The glare she gave him was enough to stop him in his tracks.

“Can we talk outside?”

Sofia turned away wordlessly.

James heaved, and pulled out the seat next to him. He was in a maroon cardigan over a white collar shirt, and dark dress pants.

“I had no idea you’d left L.A. or I would’ve come earlier. I’m sorry,” he said, and placed an arm on her.

Sofia flinched, moving away from his touch.

“And the leaks?” Rico asked.

“Sorry about them too?”

“What leaks? What are you talking about?”

“Oh, don’t play dumb, James,” Rico drawled.