Youโre right,โ she acknowledged. โI donโt know you, really. We spent all of about thirty minutes together nearly a decade ago. Still, I think the Kyle Rhodes who walked me home and gave me the shirt off his back would do the right thing no matter how pissed he was at my office. So if that guy is hanging around this penthouse anywhere, tell him to call me.
Julie JamesHe looked again. Longer this time. She may have โforgottenโ to put a bra on that morning. Another oops. โAre you kidding me with that?โ he asked.
Julie JamesHopefully when he moved his things out of the apartment, he at least took his CDs. I mean, we might be gay, butโฆ Enya? Really?
Julie JamesDespite the fact that she was essentially comatose, she somehow made his whole house feel different just by being there. Before it had been just a houseโa very impressive house no doubt, but a house nonetheless. But for some reason, with Taylor there it felt more like a home.
Julie JamesThen she would be done with J. D. Jameson forever. No more having to prove herself; no more of those pesky jitters she felt whenever she saw him at workโsomething like butterflies in her stomach, it was actually quite annoying; no more stress; no more fights in the library; and definitely no more sexy Iโm-gonna-kiss-you-now-woman blue-eyed heated gazes. She had no idea why she just thought that.
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