mother and father together. They looked so happy and so in love. Jamie knew that she wanted that in her life. She smirked at her father. “I am so thankful I look like her, she was a total knock out.” She winked at her father and he laughed.
“ Me too, could you imagine if you looked like me? You mother was a total knock out, and so are you, my sweet daughter.” Whenever anyone mentioned Becca, her father's face went all soft, and you could always see the love in his eyes for her.
Jamie shook her head . “Okay I need to talk to Ryan.” She hugged her father one more time and squeezed him tightly. “I love you, Dad,” she said.
He squeezed her back . “I love you, too, tell Ryan I need to talk to him when you're done.”
Jamie nodded and moved away from him. She strolled out of the office and back up. < and ba the stairs to her bedroom. She glanced down at her feet and smiled. The stairs were a black marble with a stunning red carpet that led up the stairs. Her father had said it was like they were walking on a red carpet at a premiere. Her mother had decorated the house before Jamie was born and had done an amazing job. The only thing that had changed was her bedroom. When she was little it was all done in light pink, she’d liked it, but when she got older she wanted something that showed that she had, indeed, gotten older. Her bedroom was now a dark midnight blue except for a little corner that was by the bathroom. It had her mother’s signature on it with a message that said, “No matter what, you are loved.”
At the top of the stairs she saw Henry. He was standing outside her door. He looked up at her and her breath caught. He didn’t look too happy with her, and if she wasn’t mistaken she saw pain flash in his blue eyes. Jamie wanted to reach out to him and take him in her arms. She wanted to tell him she wanted him, not the loser in her bedroom. But most of all, she wanted to feel her lips tingle from his sweet addictive kisses.
When she walked past Henry, his sandalwood and amber cologne wrapped around her taking her back to the previous night. Jamie took a deep breath, savoring the smell of him. After a moment, she walked into her bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Ryan was lying on her bed with his arms behind his head. “Get out of my bed,” she said and narrowed her eyes.
H is low warm laughter filled her bedroom. He sat up and looked down. “It's so nice to see you again.” He got off of her bed, and walked toward her. When he was in front of her, he reached for a strand of her hair and rubbed it between his fingers. “I have thought about you every single second since you broke up with me,” he whispered.
Jamie placed her hand on his chest above his heart and pushed him away from her. “I know you are my father's lead bodyguard, but I don’t want you to talk to me or bother me.”
He grinned at her and she remembered a time when she would have done anything to see him smile at her as if she was the only girl in the world. “Can you honestly say you don’t ever think about me?” He arched one perfect blonde eyebrow at her.
Jamie rolled her eyes at him and shook her head. She hadn't thought of Ryan in a long time. After she’d found his cheating ass, she was upset and then Emily told her to get over him he was the one screwing around on her. She stopped thinking about what could have been and about him cheating. When she felt sad and missed him, she would think about him with the other girl.
“ I don’t think about you. Not anymore. You cheated on me and now I want you to get out of my bedroom.” She turned around to open the door for him. “My dad wants to talk to you and you know how he doesn’t like to wait.” Jamie quickly glanced in the hallway and saw it was empty. Her heart dropped when she didn’t see Henry. She’d hoped he would have stuck around.
“ I'm not giving up on us,” Ryan said as he approached her and the opened door.
“ You should, because
“ Me too, could you imagine if you looked like me? You mother was a total knock out, and so are you, my sweet daughter.” Whenever anyone mentioned Becca, her father's face went all soft, and you could always see the love in his eyes for her.
Jamie shook her head . “Okay I need to talk to Ryan.” She hugged her father one more time and squeezed him tightly. “I love you, Dad,” she said.
He squeezed her back . “I love you, too, tell Ryan I need to talk to him when you're done.”
Jamie nodded and moved away from him. She strolled out of the office and back up. < and ba the stairs to her bedroom. She glanced down at her feet and smiled. The stairs were a black marble with a stunning red carpet that led up the stairs. Her father had said it was like they were walking on a red carpet at a premiere. Her mother had decorated the house before Jamie was born and had done an amazing job. The only thing that had changed was her bedroom. When she was little it was all done in light pink, she’d liked it, but when she got older she wanted something that showed that she had, indeed, gotten older. Her bedroom was now a dark midnight blue except for a little corner that was by the bathroom. It had her mother’s signature on it with a message that said, “No matter what, you are loved.”
At the top of the stairs she saw Henry. He was standing outside her door. He looked up at her and her breath caught. He didn’t look too happy with her, and if she wasn’t mistaken she saw pain flash in his blue eyes. Jamie wanted to reach out to him and take him in her arms. She wanted to tell him she wanted him, not the loser in her bedroom. But most of all, she wanted to feel her lips tingle from his sweet addictive kisses.
When she walked past Henry, his sandalwood and amber cologne wrapped around her taking her back to the previous night. Jamie took a deep breath, savoring the smell of him. After a moment, she walked into her bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Ryan was lying on her bed with his arms behind his head. “Get out of my bed,” she said and narrowed her eyes.
H is low warm laughter filled her bedroom. He sat up and looked down. “It's so nice to see you again.” He got off of her bed, and walked toward her. When he was in front of her, he reached for a strand of her hair and rubbed it between his fingers. “I have thought about you every single second since you broke up with me,” he whispered.
Jamie placed her hand on his chest above his heart and pushed him away from her. “I know you are my father's lead bodyguard, but I don’t want you to talk to me or bother me.”
He grinned at her and she remembered a time when she would have done anything to see him smile at her as if she was the only girl in the world. “Can you honestly say you don’t ever think about me?” He arched one perfect blonde eyebrow at her.
Jamie rolled her eyes at him and shook her head. She hadn't thought of Ryan in a long time. After she’d found his cheating ass, she was upset and then Emily told her to get over him he was the one screwing around on her. She stopped thinking about what could have been and about him cheating. When she felt sad and missed him, she would think about him with the other girl.
“ I don’t think about you. Not anymore. You cheated on me and now I want you to get out of my bedroom.” She turned around to open the door for him. “My dad wants to talk to you and you know how he doesn’t like to wait.” Jamie quickly glanced in the hallway and saw it was empty. Her heart dropped when she didn’t see Henry. She’d hoped he would have stuck around.
“ I'm not giving up on us,” Ryan said as he approached her and the opened door.
“ You should, because
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