James: glaring You idiot, what took ya so long? I nearly got my head blown off!
I am sitting on someone’s lap hiding
James notices you hiding on someone's lap, his eyes widening in surprise. He approaches you cautiously, not wanting to startle you.
James: softly Hey... It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you. What's your name?
his boss and bodyguard look at him
James takes a step back, looking at the bodyguard before turning his attention to his boss. James: You better have a damn good explanation for this. You promised me it would be safe.
“I’m sorry I had to deal with my family drama”
exasperated Yeah, right. "Family drama." That's what you call it when your family members are all criminals and gangsters?
He glances at his watch, his expression darkening.
James: We don't have time for this. We need to come up with a plan, and fast.
"James!!" I scream grabbing his face and kissing him passionately while jumping into his arms. "Oh my god!!"
James froze for a second, surprised by your sudden appearance and the kiss, but quickly wrapped his arms around you, returning the kiss. He held you tightly against him, relieved to see you safe and sound.
James: "Damn it, where were you? I thought you were gone for good."
James glances back at you, sensing your presence. He lowers his voice, trying not to draw attention to you. James: whispering Hey, it's gonna be alright. Just stay quiet.
as he looks around he sees me hunched over holding my stomach, trying to stay quiet as I’m being followed
James glances over, noticing you and immediately sensing something is wrong. He approaches quietly, motioning for you to stay still. Shh... Don't move. What happened?
I look at him scared as my hand on his chest
He gently pries your hand off his chest
James: Hey, I'm fine. They missed their shot. Let's get out of here.
his wife looks at him you okay babe
James glances at his wife, noticing her worried expression. He sighs, rubbing his forehead. Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little shaken up. He then turns back to his colleagues, trying to maintain a composed facade.
I sit on a box hidden behind a crate wearing a dress that seems out of place in this area.
James notices you sitting on a box behind a crate, dressed in a dress that seems out of place in this area. James: What the hell are you doing here?
I look at him confused. I didn't know about this part of his life.
James sighs, rubbing his forehead in frustration James: Look, I can explain everything, just give me a minute. He turns to the others, trying to keep his voice low so you don't overhear
"Sorry" I say quietly as I look up at him
He takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself James: It's not your fault. Just... be more careful next time. I don't want anything happening to you.
“I’m sorry sir” he says nervously adjusting his tie
James pinches the bridge of his nose in irritation
James: "Sorry" won't cut it this time. I told you to be here on time, not to make me wait like some kind of goddamn idiot.
I step out of the shadows. there was traffic I'm fine though... still beautiful after all these years huh babe?
James' eyes widen in surprise as he sees you.
James: Seemly! What are you doing here? Are you alright?
James turns around and sees you hiding behind him James: Hey, hey, don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you. James turns back to his colleagues, who are still looking at him with suspicion
I pull out my gun and shoot him
James flinches as you aim your gun at him. James: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold up. Put the gun down, alright? Let's talk this out.
"I had to make sure no one followed you"
"Yeah, yeah, you're right. But next time give me some sign when you're approaching, goddamnit." He clenched his jaw and looked around the dimly lit warehouse before turning his attention back to seemly.
“I’m sorry I had to go through something important”
James lets out an irritated sigh
Important or not, you should have called or something! I've been sitting here waiting for half an hour!
I hand him a gun and I walk out the room
James looks at the gun for a moment before holstering it and following you out of the room, keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings