Cant Stop Thinking about You
As Jenna began to walk away, she felt her resolve begin to crumble, why was she so disappointed? He's only a guy? *Yeah but most guys don't look as delicious as he did! * she sighed. *I've never had that feeling with a guy before *. Shrugging her shoulders she returned to her room where the first silvers of a tear began to form.. Diana heard her sobbing as she approached the room and rushed to meet the girl whom she had been looking after since birth. "Miss Smith, whatever is wrong?" "Well" Jenna began sitting in the plush tapestry chair opposite Diana, "Today I was watching the sunset as we entered Ireland and all of a sudden a gorgeous god of a man comes over and begins to talk to me" Diana looked at her weirdly "So why is it so sad Miss Smith?" "I haven't finished yet, and Diana there is no need to call me Miss Smith, God I've grown up with you, I see you more then my mother!" Diana laughed at Jen's outburst. "Miss Smith is your title, and I'm to show you respect as you used to call me Miss Huntington when you were younger" "Yes but you told me not to so I listened! Anyway that is not the point. So I found out the man I was talking to was Lord Conners and there was a spark! I know he felt it to! Then that awful Olga Hilton comes over and I find out they're engaged! The scandal of it!" Diana placed a comforting hand on Jen's shoulder "I cannot believe that! Lord Conners is possibly the most dashing in all of London and he's fallen for that trollop, Miss Hilton, I cant believe that any man alive would pick someone else over you" Jenna looked at Diana sadly "If only! That was the first time I had met him, his sister Virginia was a very close friend of mine back in London, she told me, I should've recognised him! I do so wish I'd never of met him, I've only spoke to him the once and already my world is askew!" Diana held her a little closer "Don't worry Miss Smith, everything will be ok in the end, when we get to New York you will have the pick of some of America's finest young gentlemen!" Jenna smiled at her maid, the women she regarded more as a sister or an aunt or on occasions like now a mother. "Thank you Diana, I do feel a little better, I should get ready for dinner now"
"Well Miss Smith there's only one thing you can do now" "What may that be?" "Show him what he is missing" Her lips curved up into a magnificent smile as she contemplated Diana's plan...
Meanwhile the Parisian Café. "Olga if you don't mind me asking wherever is your engagement ring?" inquired 17 year old Madeline Astor Olga looked a little uneasily over at Justin "Well, Justin used his grandmothers ring to propose but it turns out her fingers were a lot larger then mine!" Olga held up a stumpy finger "So we have to take it to Tiffany's in New York to have it made smaller, isn't that right Justin?" Justin was paying no attention, his mind kept replaying a certain scene over and over in his head, all he could think about was the way his lips had felt on her silky smooth skin, the sparks that had shot through him. All he could think about was her. And the way her name could roll so easily off the tongue. "Jenna" he breathed out slowly Olga's head spun around towards him "What did you just say?" Her small eyes blazed furiously, Madeline and J.J were trying to stifle a laugh. Everybody knew that Lady Jenna Marie Smith was aboard the boat, she was able to steal a mans heart at 40 paces as even King George had said when he met her "Her very breathlessness is charming" Justin's head whipped up "I didn't say anything!" Olga shook her head "Justin I think we need to go"
Madeline and J.J stood up as Olga began to leave the table. "I am so terribly sorry for having to leave, it appears we have an issue to sort out" They said their goodbyes and began to walk in silence back to their suite in order to talk and prepare for dinner.
As Jenna began to walk away, she felt her resolve begin to crumble, why was she so disappointed? He's only a guy? *Yeah but most guys don't look as delicious as he did! * she sighed. *I've never had that feeling with a guy before *. Shrugging her shoulders she returned to her room where the first silvers of a tear began to form.. Diana heard her sobbing as she approached the room and rushed to meet the girl whom she had been looking after since birth. "Miss Smith, whatever is wrong?" "Well" Jenna began sitting in the plush tapestry chair opposite Diana, "Today I was watching the sunset as we entered Ireland and all of a sudden a gorgeous god of a man comes over and begins to talk to me" Diana looked at her weirdly "So why is it so sad Miss Smith?" "I haven't finished yet, and Diana there is no need to call me Miss Smith, God I've grown up with you, I see you more then my mother!" Diana laughed at Jen's outburst. "Miss Smith is your title, and I'm to show you respect as you used to call me Miss Huntington when you were younger" "Yes but you told me not to so I listened! Anyway that is not the point. So I found out the man I was talking to was Lord Conners and there was a spark! I know he felt it to! Then that awful Olga Hilton comes over and I find out they're engaged! The scandal of it!" Diana placed a comforting hand on Jen's shoulder "I cannot believe that! Lord Conners is possibly the most dashing in all of London and he's fallen for that trollop, Miss Hilton, I cant believe that any man alive would pick someone else over you" Jenna looked at Diana sadly "If only! That was the first time I had met him, his sister Virginia was a very close friend of mine back in London, she told me, I should've recognised him! I do so wish I'd never of met him, I've only spoke to him the once and already my world is askew!" Diana held her a little closer "Don't worry Miss Smith, everything will be ok in the end, when we get to New York you will have the pick of some of America's finest young gentlemen!" Jenna smiled at her maid, the women she regarded more as a sister or an aunt or on occasions like now a mother. "Thank you Diana, I do feel a little better, I should get ready for dinner now"
"Well Miss Smith there's only one thing you can do now" "What may that be?" "Show him what he is missing" Her lips curved up into a magnificent smile as she contemplated Diana's plan...
Meanwhile the Parisian Café. "Olga if you don't mind me asking wherever is your engagement ring?" inquired 17 year old Madeline Astor Olga looked a little uneasily over at Justin "Well, Justin used his grandmothers ring to propose but it turns out her fingers were a lot larger then mine!" Olga held up a stumpy finger "So we have to take it to Tiffany's in New York to have it made smaller, isn't that right Justin?" Justin was paying no attention, his mind kept replaying a certain scene over and over in his head, all he could think about was the way his lips had felt on her silky smooth skin, the sparks that had shot through him. All he could think about was her. And the way her name could roll so easily off the tongue. "Jenna" he breathed out slowly Olga's head spun around towards him "What did you just say?" Her small eyes blazed furiously, Madeline and J.J were trying to stifle a laugh. Everybody knew that Lady Jenna Marie Smith was aboard the boat, she was able to steal a mans heart at 40 paces as even King George had said when he met her "Her very breathlessness is charming" Justin's head whipped up "I didn't say anything!" Olga shook her head "Justin I think we need to go"
Madeline and J.J stood up as Olga began to leave the table. "I am so terribly sorry for having to leave, it appears we have an issue to sort out" They said their goodbyes and began to walk in silence back to their suite in order to talk and prepare for dinner.