Peggy drummed her fingers against the steering wheel, a swift nervous beat as she waited for one or both of her immensely stubborn, frustrating men left the building. That both emerged side-by-side was a dizzying relief. Peggy rested her forward against the steering wheel and took a steadying breath. She had no doubt the discussion was far from over. That James would try and leave again wasn't even a question. He would. He would likely insist upon it again that very day. But she and Steve would make it painfully apparent how little that idea appealed to them.

And then there was Steve.

Peggy glanced over her shoulder in amusement as James slid into the back and spoke.

"I have no doubt you will."