Love you always,JacquelineI was a little jealous, honestly, probably the first time I'd ever felt that in a romantic sense. The two years or so my sis...ter and I played our games, she'd not dated anyone, and I was mostly too shy on my own. But the jealousy faded quickly, especially when I read, over and over, that she was coming home for Thanksgiving break.I wrote back, letting her know that it was okay to see a guy and I thanked her for letting me talk to Niles. I told her that I was really. And please can’t we drop the Miss? I haven’t been called Miss since I was fourteen. It’s time to let it slide.’ The curve of her hips swayed against black linen as she walked past him into the entrance. The black marbled floor was shiny enough to show undergarments if a person had half a thought to look hard enough. Andre simply bowed his head, the long dark ponytail that neatly hung down his back inched up barely before returning to its normal place. The man dressed entirely in black and. " I wish I could watch you," I said, wistfully."That's enough of that, now," she rebuked, gently."Off you go, see you again."I was suddenly stricken with remorse:"I've just remembered! I was going to take you to a show! I had bookedthe tickets, and everything." Never mind," she replied. "Perhaps another time. It has been pleasant,having company for a change. Normally I just sit and read until bedtime;will you come again?" Yes please," I said. "And I'd like to talk to you about the shop. Ihave. He practically knocked the door off its hinges and then knocked the football star unconscious with one punch. As usual, he wore baggy overalls, a white tee shirt, and work boots. She was glad to see him, in spite of that.Working in the stable, mucking stalls, hauling hay, shoeing horses, etc., built up a lot of muscles. He was also deeply tanned and handsome, in a rough-polished fashion. Amanda had never noticed before, even though the boy had been living on her father's ranch since he was.