status. She didn’t even know who he was the first time she saw him. He looked handsome and was very nice to her. She noticed girls staring towards where they were but that was it, she had no idea he was Matthew Stanley’s son.
“So I hear you’re doing a major in financial math,” Amy said.
“Yes I am, boring stuff,” Jamie said.
“Boring? That’s interesting coming from someone who’s always made the dean’s list.”
Jamie squinted his eyes and leaned forward. “Who’s been feeding you with these lies?” he asked. Reclining back into the chair and smiling, he added, “I’ve never heard of such a thing as a dean’s list.”
“Amyyyy, how did you know that? Even I didn’t know that,” Chelsea covered her face and shook her head. “You’re just impossible.”
“You can deny it all you want but it doesn’t change the fact that you’re the best student they have in the math department right now,” she said then turned to Chelsea, “and you mademoiselle, you know I always find out about everything.”
“Yeah I know and you eventually always spill everything. I wish there was a way to fix the leak in your mouth.”
“Well at least there has to be one imperfect thing about me.”
“I guess I don’t have to tell you my minor is in music then,” Jamie said.
“Jazz music. Oh and your friend Jerome, does he still jam with you at the nightclub on queens street?”
“Are you sure you’re in the right field? You should be studying criminology or investigative journalism or something,” Jamie said playfully.
Suddenly, Chelsea heard a light purring like a muted hum. She walked across the room towards her window, moved the curtains aside and looked to see whose car it was.
From the corner of his eye Jamie saw how the sun fell beautifully on the side of her face. The corner of her mouth formed a cute “c” shape as she smiled. He quickly looked away when he thought Amy almost caught him in the act.
“My baby is here,” Chelsea said with delight in her voice.
John was parking his red BMW in the driveway. Amy rolled her eyes playfully and then grinned.
“She always turns into mush when he’s around,” Amy said to Jamie as if he needed that information.
Chelsea dashed down the stairs and opened the front door. She collided into John happily. He held her and planted a kiss in the center of her forehead.
“You smell good. I missed you,” he said.
“I missed you too baby.”
She couldn’t help blushing. He was dashing, debonair, well spoken and most times well mannered. He told her he’d forgotten something in the car so she went with him. The next thing she knew, he handed her a box and said, “Just because I love you.”
“Babe I told you to stop buying me gifts, aren’t you ever going to listen?” She hugged him and kissed him softly on the cheek.
“I can’t help it Chelsea. I’d give you the world if I could.”
She was even more surprised when she unwrapped the gift and opened the box.
“Oh my God, John, you know I can’t take this. No I can’t, I can’t.” She had an idea how costly Graff diamond necklaces were and going by the last one she saw her mother buy, this one wouldn’t be less that forty thousand dollars.
“You can’t reject things from someone you’re in love with.”
“But this must have cost a fortune. John I know we talked about this and I agreed not to reject things from you but it’s getting too much and making me feel uneasy. It’s not even my birthday.”
“I want to celebrate your being in my life every single day, not just your birthday. This is little compared to how much you mean to me.”
She melted like butter in his words as they walked back into the house, her legs feeling light, almost like she was floating on foam. It had only been six months since they met but things moved faster than with any
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