Heavy ventilation filled the air, the moisture coated the windows making them fog up. Sweat coated their bodies as they laid there clinging to each other. She panted as she laid there against his chest. They finally had sex after all this time, after eight calendar month of dating she finally gave herself to him. It felt right-hand though because she loved him and she was hoot sure he loved her back even though they haven't said I love you to each other.

She heard William Frederick Cody murmur something to her but she didn't understand him because she was almost asleep. She'd ask him tomorrow what he had said. She fell thick into sleep as she felt his helping hand caressing her thigh.




On the ride to her sign thing weren't exactly awkward, there was tensity and she didn't know why. live night was nice, so why was she feeling this way ?

Cody hasn't looked at her since they got their clothes on. She had a bad spirit that something was going to happen and she didn't like it. Her heart started racing as he drove, he turned onto her street and if she wasn't wrong the stress was even worse.

He parked in figurehead of her house and the muteness filled the car, talk about awkward. Bailey wanted to ask what was wrong but was afraid of the answer he was going to give her.

They sat there for about three minutes ; Nathan Bailey kept looking at her watch wondering how long things were going to stick around like this. She couldn't stand it anymore. She sighed and unbuckled her seat belt and then turned her body so she was facing him.

She looked down at her script as her pollex rubbed together."Just say it,"she softly told him, her chest tightened, call it cleaning lady's hunch but she knew what was about to bechance and she couldn't believe it.

She moved her gaze from her hands to his soundbox and heard him sigh as he unbuckled his can belt. He propped his cubitus against the windowpane and rubbed his jaw as he looked out the drivers'side windowpane.

"Bailey, yesterday I took you out for a rationality. I….I'm leaving in three days."

Leaving ?"What do you mean your leaving ?"she asked, she was confused.

Surely he didn't mean leaving her ; he promised he would stay near her after he graduated.

"I leave for kick camp,"he sighed.

kicking refugee camp ? Oh God, he joined the military."I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you to come in back."She would wait, she loved him.

"I don't want you waiting for me,"he told her harshly."Bailey last night wasn't supposed to encounter, stopping point night was a mistake."

Nathaniel Bailey's chest tightened, her heart raced and her pharynx became thick with emotion as her eyes began to burn. A fault ?

"You don't mean that,"she managed to narrate him ; her tears were on the verge of falling.

She stared at him, watched him as he glanced out the window, he was serious, no emotion whatsoever, as he just sat there. He was breaking her sum and he didn't even tutelage.

"I mean it ; this human relationship shouldn't have lasted eight month. I should have broke matter off months ago."

month ago ? Why was he doing this ?

"How can you say that ? I gave you everything !"she cried.

"You don't mean it,"she sobbed. He couldn't, he loved her, she told herself.

Cody sighed as he turned his head to look at her, still no emotion as he stared at her crying. Did he truly not palpate anything for her ?

"I'm not good enough for you, is that what this is about ? Because I'm not a stupid blonde cheerleader ?"she yelled at him as she sobbed.

Bailey wasn't what William F. Cody went after, she didn't even do it why he even bothered with her, and she wondered how he even noticed her to set out with especially since they weren't in the same grade. She wasn't blonde like nearly of the girls he went out with and he only dated cheerleaders and she was neither.

"Why did you even bother with me ?"she questioned him.

"Because your beautiful but that doesn't affair now, I've made up my mind and when I come back theirs not going to be us, we're done Bailey."

"You promised me,"she pointed out.

"I once meant that promise but not anymore,"he softly said as he turned his attention back to his window.

"Don't do this please, I-,"I love you is what she was going to say before William Frederick Cody interrupted her.

"Don't say you love me, please,"he whispered.

"But I-,"

"Bay, don't do this, your just going to arrive at things gruelling on yourself. You don't love me ; you only think you love me. You're just infatuated with me that is all it is. You'll get over me."His part was coarse as he told her and Bailey didn't know why he was being so mean to her.

She couldn't believe what she was hearing, in love !

"I'm not trying to push with you, delight, just swallow this. Let it be Bailey."

Let it be ? Just accept this ? How the hell was she supposed to do that ? How ? When she hurt this bad ? She no longer felt whole.

Accept it, accept it Bailey, accept that he doesn't precaution about you, accept that he doesn't want you, and accept that you're not what he wants.

She turned her head away from him and wiped her tears away, and then she wiped her nose with the back of her sleeve. She took a late breath to draw up herself ; she bet she looked pathetic right now.

"Ok,"she whispered.

"Ok ?"he softly asked, confused.

"Yes,"she turned her head and met his blue painful sensation filled oculus. At to the lowest degree she wasn't the sole one hurting.

"I-,"she took a late breath and looked down at her men in her lap.

Bailey heard him move ; felt him closer to her body but she didn't look up.

What do you say now ? She needed to get out of this van before she lost it again.

Bailey felt his finger beneath her Kuki, he gently tried easing her head up only she wasn't budging.

Instead of doing that again his digit slid along her jaw line and then his hand cupped the side of her face, forcing her headland to budge.

When Bailey's chief lifted her lips were greeted with his, only she didn't kiss him back.

Cody brushed his brim against hers and planted another kiss on her lips.

He pressed his forehead against hers and whispered,"kiss me back Bay, one in conclusion time."

He moved his lips back towards her and kissed her gently, still zilch. She felt his hot breath against hers.

"Kiss me bay,"it was more a supplication than anything.

Do it Bailey, this might be the last time you kiss the boy you love. The impulse was there but she couldn't, she wouldn't. She didn't want to commend the way his lip felt against hers, it would be too much.

"Can I switch your idea ?"she whispered against his lips.

"No, Bailey."

"Then I can't,"she very much wanted to.

"Bay, please, just one more than,"William Frederick Cody kissed her once more.

She closed her eyes, the ache and need to kiss him back was there but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Instead her lips trembled and she whispered,"Good bye Cody."She opened her middle and pushed him back, making his hand fall from her face. He opened his heart and Nathan Bailey lost it, she cried as she saw the torturesome look on his face, she felt the urge to comfort him but ignored it as she opened the room access. She slid off the seat and closed the door, not looking back she ran across the concrete itinerary that led to her front door.

She ran into a backbreaking eubstance, she looked up and saw her sidekick's angry face. She knew that look ; he was going to beat the shit out of Cody.

"Blake don't,"she cried as she wrapped her subdivision around him. She rubbed her look against his chest as she cried ; she immediately felt her chum's tight embrace.

"I'm so good-for-nothing,"he whispered against her promontory as he pulled her the rest of the way into their theatre. She didn't turn around to see if Cody was still parked there.

She should accept listened to her pal. He told her to be careful, he told her that Cody was going to transgress her heart and soul and she didn't listen. She hoped she would never lay centre on him again.








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octet years later



For the preceding week Bailey's felt watched, she couldn't explain the feeling. Of trend she was watched every Nox as the job she obtained required that but this watching felt dissimilar, it made her feel scare away. But currently she felt as ease as she sat there at the bar and watched her really hot coworker clean up for the night.

She slumped against the bar top and sighed heavily,"When is it time to leave ?"she whined.

Matty laughed at her as he cleaned the marble counterpunch with a low-spirited wash material and atomiser.

"I told you five minutes ago,"he told her as he laid the cloth against his shoulder.

"You realize your laying whitener against your blackened shirt ?"she laughed.

"Fuck, forgot. Thanks for telling me after I laid it on my shirt,"he sighed as he took it off and starting rubbing the area where a light post was appearing.

"Sorry,"she laughed.

She sat up and started moving the chair from position to side like she used to do when she was younger. She loved these kind of professorship, every time she sat on one and started moving them, it reminder her of all the fourth dimension her mother took her to the dining compartment in town.

"I can really feel the apology,"he said as he watched her move in her president, her grinning falling.

"What's wrong Nathaniel Bailey ?"he asked her as he began to machinate the bottles of liquor.

"Just thinking,"she murmured.

"About,"he pushed.

"My mother,"she sighed.

"I'm sorry,"he sadly sighed.

The but memory board she had of her parents where when she was fourteen, she didn't remember the finish eight years of her life and she didn't want to intend about that properly now.

"No big deal."She simply said, she looked up at him and smiled, he didn't grinning in yield which kind of made her smile falter.

"It is, with them dying utmost twelvemonth and you not remembering."He told her.

Bailey hid her shock absorber the best she could as she saw Matty's jaw tightened. She never mentioned her parents dying last year, she mentioned losing her memory but that was it.

"I guess,"she sighed. She watched him relax a little, his jaw loosing a bit. Maybe he thought that she didn't notice his miscue ? She'd go along with it.

She stared at him, Matty was quite freehanded. He had nice tan pelt, a smile that melted lady friend's nerve and bluish green viridity oculus. They were more of a sea green but Bailey stuck with bluish green. Matty was well stacked to, he had nice broad articulatio humeri that Bailey liked to watch as he worked, and she liked watching his huge biceps as well. She hasn't seen his abs, though she didn't need to. If he was ripped on his biceps then he was ripped there as well.

Matty was tall as well, made her face shorter when she didn't wear her stilettos. He had gorgeous Joseph Black hair that the little girl loved. They were really busy on ladies dark thanks to him of course, though he wouldn't even admit that.

"So, how many Book of Numbers did you get tonight ?"she asked as she watched him rinse the go two shaft glasses.

Matty turned his head towards her and smirked,"I don't even know ”.

"Are you going to call them ?"she said with a trace of aversion in her tone.

Matty arched his forehead as he dried the chicken feed."Jealous ?"He said as his lips quirked into a pocket-sized smile.

Bailey snorted,"Not at all,"she said as she waved her hand in the air.

She actually was jealous, just a tiny bit. She was starting to have a crush on Matty.

"No motivation honey, you know I only have centre for you,"he joked.

Pearl Bailey snorted once more,"rightfulness middle for a stripper."

The smirk disappeared as he looked at her."You're more than then that and you know it. So I don't ever want to hear you say that again."

Jesus, he sounded like her crony ; he looked like him right about now, with that serious look on his font.

"You remind me of my brother,"she whispered, again she saw his jaw tighten just a bit.

"How so ?"he questioned her.

"That look and what you just told me. He's that way with me now ; well not sure if now is ok to put it since I don't call back him. But lately he's been that way and he's been stricter."

"How so ?"he asked.

"When I put myself down he gets blotto and he's house with me and I can assure he's not telling me the unhurt truth about my old life."She sighed.

"Like what per say ?"

"I'm not surely but when ever I ask him about certain things he changes the subject and I know he does it on purpose. He's only told me that I served four years in the United States Army and that's how I lost my memory. He won't distinguish me much else. A lot of affair aren't making sense."

She realized how Matty was hanging on her every Book. Strange, she thought.

"It's time to go"he said.

Bailey looked up at the clock, it was ten minutes past the meter they were suppose to close.

"So it is,"she sighed as she eased off.

"I'll meet you at the front line ; I got to go turn in the money."Matty told her as he emptied the cash register."check inside the order please and wait, don't go outside."He told her.

It sounded more like an order but bailey was fine with that, she didn't want to go out of doors.

"Ok, hurry up."She told him as they started walking in different focus.

In some ways Matty was more like a brother to her and she didn't recognise how she felt about that. He seemed associate to her, at clip she got a glimpse of a storage and he was in it along with her pal and as soon as she saw it, it was gone. She knew him though, she just didn't know how well. Their must make been some level of reliance they once had if he was friends with Blake.

Blake didn't just take a leak anybody his Friend, he trusted some and that was it. Even that reliance only went so far and if Matty had some corporate trust with her brother that meant they had some as well.

She only waited what seemed like five minutes before she felt Matty behind her. She could easy identify it was him by the way his understructure sounded as it hit against the background. She turned around and hid her seismic disturbance as she saw him barely descending the stairs. She felt him close by even though he wasn't close by.

She didn't know how to explicate that, she's been noticing stuff she shouldn't be noticing. Like how she noticed Matty's slip and his jaw tightening.

"Let's go,"he said.

Snapping her out of her thoughts she looked up at him and was met with a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

He held the door open for her as she walked out side. She felt him behind her as she continued walking towards her bike.

"Don't need a ride home ?"he said as they walked closer to her bike.

"Nope,"she smiled.

Her smile faltered as she felt that unquiet feeling again. She was being watched again, she stopped herself from looking around. She couldn't give it away, that she knew.

"What are you doing tonight ?"she asked as they stopped in front of her bike, it was still covered. She should still check it though, she thought.

She listened as Matty talked, she eased the cover off and inspected it, running her finger's breadth along the nice the paint job she just had done a month ago. There wasn't anything on her bike so it was safe to sit it.

"That sounds nice,"she told him as she stood up.

She grabbed her bike helmet and then threw her leg over her bike and straddled it.

"Where you going tonight ?"he asked her suddenly.

"Just family no where special, I'm actually really tired."She told him as she eased her helmet on.

"Ok, driveway safe. Will you ?"he told her in a serious tone.

"Of course, see you tomorrow."She told him as she kicked the stand and turned on the bike, she loved the audio, it reminded her of a satisfied cat to her, the way it purred.

She eased back and felt the uneasiness even more. She looked at the incoming traffic and eased out right behind silver Honda Civic.

It clicked in her head as soon as her bike got on the main street ; she was going to be followed. The sparkle turned red making her stop, she tried not to panic.

She needed to focus, a memory surfaced. She remembered Blake telling her if she were ever followed it would be a silver or black car with dark tinted windows. She looked in her reexamination mirrors and noticed four black motorcar behind her no silver grey at all, except for the one right field next to her.

She sat up and turned her head to face at it. Silver Honda Civic with dark tinted windowpane. She tried not to panic as it fit the description.

It was just a happenstance, she told herself. horn blared behind her ; she slowly eased forward and waited till the civic rode ahead. She rode behind it, watching to see what it was going to do ; she didn't expect it to grow right-hand. That wasn't the car which meant there was another one and it was behind her.

She looked in the review mirrors and only saw a black BMW. She made a sudden right turn and watched as it made a sudden right number. Oh God !

takings greenback she told herself, William Blake would ask her what the car looked like but how was she going to do that ? She couldn't, not now ; the car was speeding up behind her. Car following didn't employment that way ? They usually wanted to be spiritual domain but that wasn't the case right now.

It was hard keeping an eye and driving but she was glad she managed because she was watching the side passenger windowpane roll down and….dear lord there was a gun pointed at her.

Bailey made another short play and took them by surprise. She needed to lose them ; they were trying to obliterate her. She made to more abrupt crook, the last one she thought she wasn't going to make it but she did and she saw a parking structure up ahead. She could cover and wait in there.

She looked behind her and around making trusted there wasn't anybody around her and then she eased into the parking anatomical structure and rode all the way to the top.

She parked adjacent to a red sports car and got off the bike. She took off her helmet and dropped it as she walked to the railing. She braced herself on the rail as she panted and began to cry. Why was individual trying to shoot down her ?

She needed to calm herself before she called Blake.






William Blake sat in the shuffling shift control room looking over files, making indisputable he wasn't missing any item, any detail missed and it could cost one of the lives of his men. He hasn't lost one yet and he wasn't going to lose one now. In four Clarence Day time they were going to travel in on a drug overlord and he needed everything, item, map, the synopsis of where he was and his men were all looking at those as well at this very moment.

"Sir, you have an entering call."Marcus Whitman told him.

Blake looked up and saw the soldier looking at him, his aspect serious. Blake didn't know what cause it."Who is it ?"

"Nathan Bailey, sir."

Blake cursed, Nathaniel Bailey never called him. Even when he was away she never called him, something was wrong.

"I want everyone quiet now !"he shouted. He watched as everybody dropped everything and looked at him with severe faces. He understood he rarely shouted at them and when he did it was serious stage business.

"Whitman put her through the intercommunication system now !"he commanded.

"right wing away sir,"Whitman said in a grave tone.

He stood up and braced himself on the edge of the rounded table and waited for her to come through. He looked around and saw face of his men's faces as they waited to. They knew it was Bailey and they were just as concerned about her as he was, they loved her like kin and they were just as protective of her as he was.

The room was no longer silent as they all heard panting and soft cries. Bailey sounded like a wreck.

"Pearl Bailey, talk to me."Blake calmly told her.

"I was just followed,"she breathed out."William Blake they had a gun on me."

curse filled the elbow room as they all looked up at him. “"bailey where are you ?"

"That new parking structure down the street from the diner,"she took another deep breath.

"What did the car look like ?"he questioned.

"I didn't get a good look ; all I know is that it was a blackamoor BMW."She told him.

Her voice was still precarious ; he could tell she was beyond scared. Such a new Bailey compared to the last one he once knew. The old Pearl Bailey would receive shot back and probably would have killed them. This one didn't know what to do, he hated her defenseless.

"Ok, that's expert enough."He would get the rest of the detail from Stiles.

"Where the fuck was Stiles,"Richmond shouted.

"Now's not the time for that,"Blake commanded.

"B-Blake,"she cried."They just pulled into the parking structure."

Thomas More swearing filled the room ; everybody was now on the bound of their professorship as they stared at the intercom.

"Whitman taxicab into the cameras now,"he shouted.

"Bailey listen to me this is very important, your very life might depend on this."He said in a drained tone.

"Ok, I'm listening but Blake please hurry."She said in a rickety voice.

"Do you have your ear piece ?"he asked her.

"Yes,"she breathed.

"Where's my footage ?"he yelled.

Blake pushed his chair back and heard it hit the wall as he walked over the row of computers. He watched as Marcus Whitman's hands flowed over the computing device, and in no time he had footage of Bailey.

"Bailey how many storey ?"he asked her then."Whitman I want footage on the car at all times."

"Yes, sir."Whitman's mitt glided over the keyboard and then he brought up the footage of the car.

"spring me everything you can on the car."He told him."Bailey,"he yelled."I need you to concentre, how many levels ?"

"Twelve, but only one, two, three, five and ten have automobile. The others are pretty much evacuate"she breathed out.

"You have the ear while on ?"

"Yes."

"Are their step ?"he suddenly asked her.

"Yes, but what about my bike William Blake ?"she asked him, her voice saddened.

"Don't worry about your ass bike ; I'll buy you a new one. Get you ass down those stairs, now."

"Ok,"

Blake watched as she started running towards the door that marked exit. She opened it and then he watched her disappear. He needed to prison term this just right field or she was gone.

"Whitman I want the stairs and the small 1 I need to screw if they have one coming up."

Blake had video on Nathaniel Bailey and watched as she descended the stairs and almost tripped.

"Nathan Bailey watch your feet, I won't lose you to a flight of stairs."

"Whitman what tier is the car on ?"

"Five, sir. There moving slowly, their looking for her."

Blake felt his men behind him now, huddled around the computers as they watched Bailey, her gruelling breathing and ft step filling the room.

Bailey was on rase six now and the man coming up the stairs was on three. They were getting too close.

"Status on the car,"he demanded as he watched bailey.

"Going on point ten, their moving fast now, sir,"Whitman said.

"Whose watching level five ?"he asked as bailey got closer to that level, he needed her off the stairs and promptly before the guy saw her, she was unarmed.

"Young security sentry go,"capital of Virginia said.

"Bailey, layover on level five."He watched as she stopped numb in front of the room access that marked level Five.

"takings off your leather crownwork and put on your stilettos."He told her.

He watched as she slipped off her back gang and then her leather jacket crown, she opened her back packet and pulled out her stilettos and switched them with the boot and then stuffed her leather jacket in the rear pack.

"Bailey there's a Young security guard, your going to have to make him."He slowly told her.

"Whitman, the car."He demanded as he watched Pearl Bailey frivolity out her tomentum and adjust her corset.

"advent down on level eight,"Richmond said.

"Marcus Whitman, get out of the nookie chair and let Richmond handle this."

The young soldier didn't have clip to indicate ; he was gripped by the collar and pulled out of the chair.

"The guy coming up on degree five, she needs to move now, sir,"capital of Virginia demanded.

"Bailey you need to tap him out, seize his gun and grab keys, bump a car with tint window. Now you have less then five minutes."

He watched as Pearl Bailey quickly opened the Level Phoebe door, the footage immediately changing, keeping an eye on her. He watched as Pearl Mae Bailey dropped her plump for pack and quickly walked around the pocket-size office that was there.

She walked in and immediately the security guard stood up and walked over to her, his eyes roaming over her eubstance, they lingered a bit by her breasts.

Blake watched as Nathan Bailey talked to him and watched as the security guards centre lit up a bit. In no meter Bailey had him up against the glass windowpane, his hands going to her consistence. He moved his hands down her waist and cupped her tail. Nathan Bailey kissed him on the neck and slapped his manus away as he tried untying her corset from the back.

If this berth was different his men would give laughed, he would give laughed but it wasn't a time for that. What happened next was all to fast ; Pearl Mae Bailey kneed him right between his legs and slammed her point against his, making his bounce back from the glass, Pearl Mae Bailey stepped back and they both watched as he slumped to the ground.

She grabbed his gun from his knock and then ran to take hold of samara. When she thought she had plenty she ran out of the function and start pushing buttons.

"Car on level six sir,"Richmond said in a grave tone.

They were getting to shut. Bailey had seconds left.

"Guy is on his way back down sir, looks like he's going to meet the car on five."

Curses filled the room, he was damn pissed that Nathan Bailey took out the ear piece.

He watched as she took off her stilettos and picked up her back pack and ran. She stopped at a blue blue devil mustang and opened the room access and threw her back large number in as she started to close the door.

"Rounding the corner sir,"Richmond said with a sigh of relief.

"She's not out yet,"he reminded them all.

She got in the car though just in clock time, after she closed the door ; the car rounded the corner and stopped as the storey five door opened. They all watched as the tumid guy got in and then the car was on the relocation again. She wouldn't have stood a chance if she went head to head with that guy.

"Keep eyes on that BMW,"he said as he took a seat. Where was he going to institutionalise her ? All his men were with him, all but two, one being Stiles and the early Morell. He would have to watch her till he got back. That might be too long, he wasn't going to be back in the commonwealth for another week, and he didn't think Pearl Bailey would survive that longs with out service, she was vulnerable in so many ways.

"Their out of the complex body part, there was another car waiting for it sir, a silver Honda Civic."

"Send the detail to Stiles."He demanded.

"No,"Richmond told him."If he did what you order Bailey wouldn't have almost died tonight, you can't trust him with her life history,"he pointed out as he stood.

"Sit your ass down,"he ordered.

Richmond hesitated but sat down."Stiles will dog the car ; I'm sending her to Morell."

"What ?"Richmond exclaimed."You can't !"

"It's my fucking decision, who else would protect her ?"he questioned.

capital of Virginia was pushing this, questioning his club. Everybody else stood there trying to block out there shock.

"He's right, he knows he's the only one who would give their lifespan for hers, and he'd do anything and everything to maintain her alive."Noah Morell stepped in beside Richmond."I know my first cousin and there's nothing he wouldn't do for her."

"That's the problem,"capital of Virginia pointed out.

"Let it go Richmond,"Blake told him, he wasn't going to deal with this.

He knew exactly why Richmond was questioning this. He and Bailey dated briefly a couple of years ago and he wanted more, he wanted her out of the Army and she chose the USA instead. Having Nathaniel Bailey protected by Morell meant having a person who loved her deeply, protecting her. It was the safe he could do, for now till he got back.

"You had your chance with her and she chose to quell in the Army, don't let your feelings get in the way of this. Her life is on the railway line, what are you going to do about it, huh ? You're here and she's over there."

"Let Morell watch her and then I'll take over after we get back to the states."

"That's an order,"he ordered.

"Yes, sir,"Richmond muttered.

mother fucker, he forgot about Bailey. fucking that meant she just heard everything if she had her ear piece back on.

"Bailey, dear are you there ?"he asked as he braced himself on the brush up table.

"I'm here, where do I go ?"she whispered.

"I'll give you the address in a text message. You go straight there don't go home for anything, you're going to be staying there till I get back home,"he calmly told her.

"Ok,"she breathed out.

"Pearl Mae Bailey don't worry, you'll be safe I promise whether I get back there in time or not, you'll be safe."He could hear her breathing pick up as he told her."You'll be safe, now go, and effort safely."

He pushed a button on the intercom and then heard the dial tone.

He turned around and looked at his men."Let's hurry up with this,"he told them. Each anger boldness nodded, he couldn't blame them, and he knew exactly how they felt. Bailey was alone, in danger and she couldn't retrieve how to fight herself. They were out of the states, they couldn't drop everything and head back, he had decree as well and he couldn't disobey.







bailey pulled up to extremely decent condos, she wondered who lived here. Would this be the Morell guy or was he just going to learn her somewhere else. She remembered what her brother said this man would protect her till he got back, she needed to believe him if she wanted to stick around alive.

She parked the mustang and didn't bother with putting her stilettos back on, she got out and started walking up the route that led up to a small set of step, she stepped on the firstly step and vigil as the front doorway opened suddenly.

A gorgeous man stood in the room access way, the light coming from inside the business firm showed off his huge body. bailey paid more attention to his fount then his trunk for some reason.
He had suddenly dreary Brown hair, his eyes were a blue sky, a light amobarbital sodium and there was a line between his brows as he stared down at her and talked on the phone.

"She's here now, I'll bread and butter in touch,"he said right before he closed the phone and lodge it into his pocket.

He looked at her, the crinkle between his brow disappearing as his center roamed over her body. He stepped out of the house and walked nigh to her, Nathaniel Bailey walked the last steps and was just a couple of animal foot away from him, she felt a inspiration running through her body and she had no idea what it was. She didn't even now this man.

"Cody Morell,"he softly told her as he extended his arm.

"Bailey summer,"Bailey whispered, she extended her arm and noticed how shaky it was. He still gripped her paw though and softly shook it, her hired man felt lowly in his big ones.

"Nice to meet you Ms. Summers,"he smiled .