at him, and he nodded.
“ Of course, Miss Moore,” he replied.
She did n’t miss the hurt in his eyes as he walked toward Ryan. She looked over her shoulder at her ex-boyfriend and shook her head. “Ryan we are not getting back together. Ever.” Jamie turned her attention back to her father and waited until she heard the door close before speaking again. “What are you up to?” she asked and he shrugged.
Her father narrowed his eyes . “I didn’t know he cheated on you. Why didn’t you tell me?” His face softened a little.
Jamie sighed and closed her eyes; she didn’t tell her father everything anymore . “Dad I don’t tell you everything that happens in my life. I do have some secrets.” She opened her eyes, and smiled at her father.
“ You use to tell me everything.”
She could tell she ’d hurt him, and she didn’t know what to do to fix it. She wasn’t a little kid anymore and she needed to keep some things to herself. Jamie knew she could never tell him about what she was feeling for Henry, not until something changed.
He shook his head . “You'll be seeing Ryan more. I just promoted him to my lead guard and I'm not going back on my word because of your broke up with him.”
Jamie knew her father was a man of his word, and she slightly raised one shoulder in response. She didn’t care if she had to see Ryan, because her mind was always on Henry now. “Dad I'm not a little girl anymore, and I won’t tell you everything. Just know I will tell you what is significant. I’m fine with Ryan being here, but I don’t want him to be guarding me.”
He nodded . “I’ll make sure he isn’t on your detail.”
Jamie still hadn't asked about going out later and she needed to hae needeget it out while he was in an okay mood . “Emily wants to go out tonight, dinner and a movie again.”
He looked at her as if he knew she was lying, and arched an eyebrow . “I thought we could do something since we haven't done anything since you've been home.” He sighed. William Moore had never remarried after her mother had passed away and he never dated. Jamie was the center of his universe and he was fine with that.
Her father was very handsome and she’d seen the way women looked at him when they were out. He had salt and pepper hair with dark green eyes. He was six foot six and had a fit body. Any woman would be crazy not to think he was handsome.
“ We can do something tomorrow. Are we still having the masquerade ball?” It was something she’d always wanted to do since she was a little kid, and her father had finally agreed to it for her eighteenth birthday party. It was supposed to take place in two days and the last thing she’d heard about it was that he’d hired some big party planner.
He nodded . “Yes your mask will be here sometime today. I’ll have Henry bring it to you and we’ll do something tomorrow. So don’t make any plans with Emily.”
Jamie nodde d and walked over to her father. She wrapped her arms around his back. He laid his head on top of hers and wrapped his arms around her shoulders to hold her; she smiled. “I want you to be happy dad. I think you should start dating again.”
He tighten ed his arms around her shoulders. “I don’t know about that, I have only loved one woman and that was your mother.” He took a step back from her. “You look so much like her,” he said and a warm smile lifted his handsome face. Not many people saw her father like that. She knew people called him Wicked Moore. But to her, he was the man that scared the monsters from under her bed and from in here closet.
Jamie knew she looked like her mother. Her mother had long bright red hair, and a small round face with large blue eyes. Her father had given her a photo album when she was a child. The pictures were all of her beautiful mother from when she was a baby and throughout her childhood and up until she was pregnant with Jamie. Her favorite one though was the picture of her
“ Of course, Miss Moore,” he replied.
She did n’t miss the hurt in his eyes as he walked toward Ryan. She looked over her shoulder at her ex-boyfriend and shook her head. “Ryan we are not getting back together. Ever.” Jamie turned her attention back to her father and waited until she heard the door close before speaking again. “What are you up to?” she asked and he shrugged.
Her father narrowed his eyes . “I didn’t know he cheated on you. Why didn’t you tell me?” His face softened a little.
Jamie sighed and closed her eyes; she didn’t tell her father everything anymore . “Dad I don’t tell you everything that happens in my life. I do have some secrets.” She opened her eyes, and smiled at her father.
“ You use to tell me everything.”
She could tell she ’d hurt him, and she didn’t know what to do to fix it. She wasn’t a little kid anymore and she needed to keep some things to herself. Jamie knew she could never tell him about what she was feeling for Henry, not until something changed.
He shook his head . “You'll be seeing Ryan more. I just promoted him to my lead guard and I'm not going back on my word because of your broke up with him.”
Jamie knew her father was a man of his word, and she slightly raised one shoulder in response. She didn’t care if she had to see Ryan, because her mind was always on Henry now. “Dad I'm not a little girl anymore, and I won’t tell you everything. Just know I will tell you what is significant. I’m fine with Ryan being here, but I don’t want him to be guarding me.”
He nodded . “I’ll make sure he isn’t on your detail.”
Jamie still hadn't asked about going out later and she needed to hae needeget it out while he was in an okay mood . “Emily wants to go out tonight, dinner and a movie again.”
He looked at her as if he knew she was lying, and arched an eyebrow . “I thought we could do something since we haven't done anything since you've been home.” He sighed. William Moore had never remarried after her mother had passed away and he never dated. Jamie was the center of his universe and he was fine with that.
Her father was very handsome and she’d seen the way women looked at him when they were out. He had salt and pepper hair with dark green eyes. He was six foot six and had a fit body. Any woman would be crazy not to think he was handsome.
“ We can do something tomorrow. Are we still having the masquerade ball?” It was something she’d always wanted to do since she was a little kid, and her father had finally agreed to it for her eighteenth birthday party. It was supposed to take place in two days and the last thing she’d heard about it was that he’d hired some big party planner.
He nodded . “Yes your mask will be here sometime today. I’ll have Henry bring it to you and we’ll do something tomorrow. So don’t make any plans with Emily.”
Jamie nodde d and walked over to her father. She wrapped her arms around his back. He laid his head on top of hers and wrapped his arms around her shoulders to hold her; she smiled. “I want you to be happy dad. I think you should start dating again.”
He tighten ed his arms around her shoulders. “I don’t know about that, I have only loved one woman and that was your mother.” He took a step back from her. “You look so much like her,” he said and a warm smile lifted his handsome face. Not many people saw her father like that. She knew people called him Wicked Moore. But to her, he was the man that scared the monsters from under her bed and from in here closet.
Jamie knew she looked like her mother. Her mother had long bright red hair, and a small round face with large blue eyes. Her father had given her a photo album when she was a child. The pictures were all of her beautiful mother from when she was a baby and throughout her childhood and up until she was pregnant with Jamie. Her favorite one though was the picture of her
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