"Hey, come on" I say as I lean forward and take a hold of her arm, pulling her up off of the sofa. She sits up and crawls over to my end, laying her head flat against my chest as I wrap one of my arms around her waist and gently stroke her hair. "It's going to be okay bub" I tell her softly. "You d
"Long time no talk H!" Mitch says after I answer the phone, I saw I had missed a call from him earlier in the day and hadn't had the chance to get back to him yet. "We talked a few weeks ago, what's up?" I say as I exit the Arcadia corporate offices and walk out towards where Ambrose has parked the
"No just me I'm sorry, but you and Matt can study together. Jess this is my boyfriend Rhode , Rhode this is Jess" Amelia points between the two of us as she pulls her bag onto her shoulder and collects up the denim Danteet from the back of her chair. Jess looks up at me slightly frazzled and swallo
"So what event is this exactly?" Amelia asks from the depths of the closet as I finish shaving my chin. "It's a charity auction for Save The Children, there will be a bunch of items we can bid on" I call back to her before I wash my face and walk back into the bedroom, taking my suit off it's hange
"Guess your right. But how is it weird?" I ask after giving him a slight shrug. I don't know if weird would have been the word that I would have used. "I just didn't think I'd ever see you get to this place, or if you did it would be when you were in your 50's. Like George Clooney. But I'm so glad
Sarah and Mitch carry on ahead of us and reach the table first, settling into their seats as Amelia and I weave our way around mingling guests and clusters of tables. "Mate, I've got a proposition for you and I've been wanting to talk to you about it all night but I think I just have to do it" Mitc
"We all sung a little" I tell her as her mouth falls open slightly in shock and awe. ———————————————————————— One auction and a pretty decent dinner later, the band has begun to pick up steam. I purchased a few items; a weekend stay at a castle in Edinburgh (Amelia mentioned that she had never bee
"Fine, I'll talk more" I say, my lips pressed against her temple before I give her a soft kiss on the forehead. She sighs happily in my arms and we continue to sway, until she breaks the silence with her quiet words. "So, what kind of music did White Eskimo make?" She inquires. "Rock'n'Roll baby,