Chapter7

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Jamie crawled into the guest bed in Catie's house. Catie stood at the door and watched while he'd

stripped down to a pair of plaid green boxers.

*Hot Meow Hot*was the thought going through her mind and Jamie felt her gaze but decided

not to act on it. He liked Catie watching him undress. I mean he did have a great body. Megan,

Kiara, and Laura had all told him so.

"So are you gonna be okay in that big bed all by yourself?"Catie snapped from her gaze.

"I'm sure I'll manage,but if you wanna stay ..................that'd be good to"he gave a half-hearted

laugh. She smiled and climbed on the bed. "So your going to stay?"he asked. "No I'm going to

stay beside you if its alright?"she brushed her hair back. "Of course"he said his brain starting to

over heat. Catie smiled at Jamie then turned over on her side and fell asleep soundfully.

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Jamie awoke with a start. He realized Catie had entangled herself with him, so he moved out of her

grasp so not to wake her. Softly he got on his knees and looked at her. He liked the way she slept.

Her hair across her face, with the sun outlining her eyes. He realized something was pulling at

him and shuddered and dared to think that he might be capable of it after all. nah he quickly

shut that thought out as he pulled on his jeans and the restof hs clothes. He walked away without

saying good-bye to her.

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Catie awoke in a cold bed all alone. She called out for Jamie but he didn't answer. Jamie had toyed

with her feelings for the last time. How could she have admitted to herself and maybe even Val,

that she was in love with Jamie Waite. How she she ever take that back. She hated Jamie and she

felt hurt that he couldn't even stay around the next morning. But hten again it wasn't like they had

slept together.

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Jamie got home and saw the car was parked in the yard. He knew Xander was home. Where had he

been at four in the mornin? Oh well he was goin to have a talk with him. About everything, and

especially about blowing up at Brooke Lanier.

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He entered the house and saw Xander up and about. He was moving furniture with Lizzie and

dusting. He hated cleaning. Lizzie looked up as if she still couldn't believe Jamie was here.

"Jamie"she breath.

"Hey"Jamie smiled. Sometimes he wondered if he had Harper or Rebecca's smile because he

never saw either smile.

"Well look whos home. Whats it been Jamie,a year?"Xander didn't return the smile. He was angry

at Jamie for leaving them alone with Harper.

"Xander. Don't okay"Lizzie gave him a ruthless stare.

"Why he abandoned us Liz-"Jamie cut him off.

"Xander I asked if you wanted me to go to NYC and you said you wanted me to"

Jamie tried to explain why he'd left.

"You know what JAmie forget it cause I don't need excuses fronm you cause I got enough from

mom about dad so just forget it."Xander turned to leave but Lizzie blocked his way.

"Why are you so made?"Lizzie asked standing in his pathway.

"Get out of my way Lizzie"Xander yelled.

"No!"

"Fine"he shoved Lizzie hard. She fell to the floor in a heap. Pain shot through her her body

as Xander stumpped away.