ended.
Jamie didn’t know what to really say. She already knew about the revolution and she believed that it was time for a change. People should be able to do what they wanted and be with whomever they wanted, no matter what color was on their wrist. She’d never really thought about the different classes until she’d met Henry. “Maybe it's time for something to change.” She flinched as her father slammed his glass down and the liquid splashed out. Jamie had never seen her father get so angry before. Once in a while he would yell at her, but he’d never shown the violence that she knew he was capable of.
“ If you were any other person, I would throw you in the tower for saying that! We have different classes for a reason and your grandfather made it possible.” He glared at her, and turned away from her. “Go get dressed. We have company coming over,” he said with his back to her.
Jamie arched one eyebrow at her father's back . “What kind of company?” she asked, but he didn’t say anything, he just shook his head. She walked out of his office and to her bedroom. Jamie could tell her father was planning something, and hoped it had nothing to do with Henry. She grabbed her favorite dark green dress. The hem was just above her knees and the halter top showed off her chest. Her father hated the dress and had tried to throw it away when she wasn't looking. Jamie grinned as she looked around for her three inch black and green high heels, she always wore them with the dress. She knew that taming her fiery red hair would be nearly impossible without a shower, so that is where she went.
After her scorching ten minute shower, she was walking down the stairs. She headed toward the male voices, frowning. She thought recognized one besides her father's, but she thought she must be mistaken. She walked into the large downstairs study, stopped in the doorway and glared at Ryan. He was her ex-boyfriend and the last time she’d seen him was when she’d walked in on his bare ass and another woman's moans.
That was seven months ago, and she didn’t want to see him now . He had his dark blonde hair slicked back away from his devilishly handsome face and his hazel blue eyes were smiling at her. Her glare deepened. She couldn’t believe that he could be a complete ass and still be that gorgeous. Jamie had never told her father why they really broke up. She hadn’t wanted to hurt him. She knew he thought of him as a son, and cared for Ryan.
Slowly Ryan walked toward her with his wicked smile pasted on his face as his hazel blue eyes lustfully roamed over her body. Now she wished she’d worn something not as revealing. When his eyes met hers again his smile widened. He stopped about a foot in front of her.
“ I have missed seeing your gorgeous face.” He reached for her, to wrap her in an embrace, but she put her hands out to stop him from touching her.
“ What ">se="+0">the hell are you doing here?” she asked with a quick glance at her father; Henry was standing next to him and he was watching her and Ryan.
Her father narrowed his eyes at Jamie . “Now that is no way to talk to a guest,” he said and frowned.
She moved away from Ryan and then pointed at him . “He isn't a guest he is my ex-boyfriend. The ass that cheated on me,” she said as she put her hands on her hips and glared at her father.
Ryan turned to face her father. “It was the biggest mistake I’ve ever made.” He turned back to Jamie, and the look on his handsome face surprised her. His regret plainly showed on his face, but it didn’t make her feel any better about him. “I know I hurt you and I will never forgive myself for that. I lost the only person I have ever loved.”
Jamie's chest hurt and she flicked her eyes to her father and saw Henry out of the corner of her eye . She turned her attention to Henry and he was staring at her. “Would you please take Ryan to my room, I need to talk to my dad...alone?” She smiled kindly
Jamie didn’t know what to really say. She already knew about the revolution and she believed that it was time for a change. People should be able to do what they wanted and be with whomever they wanted, no matter what color was on their wrist. She’d never really thought about the different classes until she’d met Henry. “Maybe it's time for something to change.” She flinched as her father slammed his glass down and the liquid splashed out. Jamie had never seen her father get so angry before. Once in a while he would yell at her, but he’d never shown the violence that she knew he was capable of.
“ If you were any other person, I would throw you in the tower for saying that! We have different classes for a reason and your grandfather made it possible.” He glared at her, and turned away from her. “Go get dressed. We have company coming over,” he said with his back to her.
Jamie arched one eyebrow at her father's back . “What kind of company?” she asked, but he didn’t say anything, he just shook his head. She walked out of his office and to her bedroom. Jamie could tell her father was planning something, and hoped it had nothing to do with Henry. She grabbed her favorite dark green dress. The hem was just above her knees and the halter top showed off her chest. Her father hated the dress and had tried to throw it away when she wasn't looking. Jamie grinned as she looked around for her three inch black and green high heels, she always wore them with the dress. She knew that taming her fiery red hair would be nearly impossible without a shower, so that is where she went.
After her scorching ten minute shower, she was walking down the stairs. She headed toward the male voices, frowning. She thought recognized one besides her father's, but she thought she must be mistaken. She walked into the large downstairs study, stopped in the doorway and glared at Ryan. He was her ex-boyfriend and the last time she’d seen him was when she’d walked in on his bare ass and another woman's moans.
That was seven months ago, and she didn’t want to see him now . He had his dark blonde hair slicked back away from his devilishly handsome face and his hazel blue eyes were smiling at her. Her glare deepened. She couldn’t believe that he could be a complete ass and still be that gorgeous. Jamie had never told her father why they really broke up. She hadn’t wanted to hurt him. She knew he thought of him as a son, and cared for Ryan.
Slowly Ryan walked toward her with his wicked smile pasted on his face as his hazel blue eyes lustfully roamed over her body. Now she wished she’d worn something not as revealing. When his eyes met hers again his smile widened. He stopped about a foot in front of her.
“ I have missed seeing your gorgeous face.” He reached for her, to wrap her in an embrace, but she put her hands out to stop him from touching her.
“ What ">se="+0">the hell are you doing here?” she asked with a quick glance at her father; Henry was standing next to him and he was watching her and Ryan.
Her father narrowed his eyes at Jamie . “Now that is no way to talk to a guest,” he said and frowned.
She moved away from Ryan and then pointed at him . “He isn't a guest he is my ex-boyfriend. The ass that cheated on me,” she said as she put her hands on her hips and glared at her father.
Ryan turned to face her father. “It was the biggest mistake I’ve ever made.” He turned back to Jamie, and the look on his handsome face surprised her. His regret plainly showed on his face, but it didn’t make her feel any better about him. “I know I hurt you and I will never forgive myself for that. I lost the only person I have ever loved.”
Jamie's chest hurt and she flicked her eyes to her father and saw Henry out of the corner of her eye . She turned her attention to Henry and he was staring at her. “Would you please take Ryan to my room, I need to talk to my dad...alone?” She smiled kindly
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