The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Stella checked her schedule. Aside from that evening, she was completely booked. "I'm only free tonight, but I have a meeting at six, so it would have to be later. Is that okay?"

"Of course," Foreman's voice was warm. "You handle your meeting. I'm in no rush."

After setting a time, Stella returned to her work. Around five o'clock, there was a knock on her door. She looked up to see Foreman standing there.

"Foreman, what are you doing here?" she asked, surprised.

"I was in the neighborhood for some business," he said with a smile. "I finished early, so I thought I'd come wait for you. You go ahead and work. We can leave for dinner together when you're done."

Stella glanced at the time. "But you'll have to wait at least two hours."

"It's no problem," he said. "I'd either be waiting here or waiting at the restaurant."

didn't insist. "What would you like

"Just water is fine."

him a glass of water, Stella immersed herself in her work. It was the first time since she'd given up the violin that Foreman had seen her in a professional capacity. Her focus was intense; his presence didn't seem

appearance. The thought of them spending every

seeing the visitor but quickly composed himself. "Ms. Cameron, Mr. Sharp from our last signing is

stood up immediately. "Take him to the conference room. I'll be right

turned to Foreman. "Foreman, I have to step out for a bit. Please make yourself

said graciously. "Don't worry

him a nod and hurried

Foreman, "Ms. Cameron went straight to her next meeting. She