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“I can’t wait to see it.”

She met director Hayden Roth and his wife, Addison, producer Kristian Bowen and his wife, Aileen, superstar Marlowe Sloane and her husband, Sebastian, and Flynn’s sister, Ellie, who worked for Quantum, and her husband, cinematographer Jasper Autry.

“You’re the divorce lawyer, right?”a feisty young woman with reddish hair asked Julian.

“That’s right.”

“You have no need for a divorce attorney,” the man with her said.“I’m Emmett Burke, Quantum general counsel, and this is my wife, Leah, who does not need a divorce attorney.”

“Not yet, anyway,” Leah said, poking the bear.“A girl can never be too prepared.”

Isla laughed at the couple’s banter and decided she’d love to be friends with Leah.“Call me.”Isla made a phone gesture with her hand.“I’ll hook you up.”

“Sounds good,” Leah said, grinning.

“That does not sound good,” Emmett said as his wife laughed at his outrage.

“I get that a lot,” Julian said.“Guys telling me to stay away from their wives and how they have no need of what I’m offering.”

“I bet there’s a lot of double meaning in that.”

“It’s because I’m a divorce attorney.”

“It’s because you’re hot and LA’s most eligible attorney.”

“Hush with that.”

Isla laughed as she took his arm to walk up the stairs to the Dolby Theatre, where the movie would be screened for a select audience a week before the general release.

They were nearing the theater doors when Julian paused, seeming uncertain.

“What’s wrong?”

“That’s Aimee, Flynn’s sister and my ex-girlfriend.And her husband.”

“Oh.Do you want to say hi?”

“I guess it would be rude not to.”

Aimee caught his eye and gave a tentative smile as they approached.She was wearing a midnight blue gown and diamond jewelry.Her sister Annie was married to a jeweler who’d probably outfitted the whole family for this big occasion.

“Hello, Julian.”

“Hi, Aimee.This is Isla Santana.Isla, Aimee Godfrey.”

“It’s Morgan now.”She shook Isla’s hand.“Nice to meet you.This is my husband, Trent.”

“Good to meet you,” Trent said as he shook Julian’s hand and then Isla’s.

That Aimee never said Julian’s name told her that Trent knew exactly who he was and what he’d once been to his wife.

“We’d better get to our seats,” Julian said.“It was nice to see you.Enjoy the film.”

“You, too,” Aimee said.

He led Isla to their assigned seats and sat next to her.“Sorry if that was awkward.”

“It was fine.Was it weird to see her?”