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Chapter 13:
Jay's POV
I knew Marissa was wrong, but I just couldn't shake that bad feeling I had about Regan and Shane. It's not that I didn't trust Regan, it was Shane I didn't trust. After all, he was a McMahon. I finished vacuuming the living room floor and surveyed all my hard work. Regan was coming to visit me down in Tampa this weekend and I wanted everything to be absolutely perfect. I heard the doorbell ring and ran for the door. I opened it to find Regan on the other side all smiles. "Hi."
"Hey Jay." She through her arms around me and squeezed tight. "It's been too long."
"That's for sure." Our schedules had been hectic lately and we hadn't really seen each other in nearly two weeks, not since the whole Marissa incident. I noticed the suitcase in her hand. "Here, let me take that for you." I grabbed her suitcase and lead her inside."
"Wow," Regan said surveying her surroundings. "You really have a nice place."
"Thanks. Just please, make yourself at home and I'll take this upstairs." Regan sat down on the sofa and I headed up to my room with her suitcase. I cared for Regan more than anything in this world, but I still could not shake that feeling that her and Shane were more than just friends.
I headed back downstairs and sat down on the sofa next to Regan. "So, how have you been?"
"Pretty good. I've been busy in Ohio lately; we've been putting on lots of shows. And we did an interview with PWI magazine."
"That's great."
"And I went to New York with Shane to see a Broadway show."
"You and Shane." I could feel my chest tighten and my face began to grow red.
"Yeah, me and Shane."
"Listen, Regan. I don't know how to say this, but what exactly is going on between you and Shane?"
Her face fell and grew pale. "What do you mean?"
"I have to know. Is there something going on between you and Shane?"
"How...how can you ask me that!"
I saw the pain in her eyes. The two pools of emerald green began to fill up with tears. One escaped and rolled down her cheek. "I."
"Apparently you don't trust me!" Regan stood up quickly. "I can't stay here."
"Regan no! Please don't leave. I'm just afraid of losing you. Regan, I love you."
She stopped dead in her tracks. "You what?"
"I just got scared. I mean you and Shane spend so much time together. I just didn't want to lose you to him. Or anyone for that matter." I slumped down on the sofa and lowered my head. Regan walked over and sat down next to me.
"There is nothing going on between me and Shane except for friendship. If I wanted to be with Shane or any other man, I wouldn't be spending the weekend here with you. Besides, I love you too."
A/N Finally, I updated! Hope you all enjoyed. I'm working on my other stories so stay tuned for new updates. Thanks all, you rock my world!
Chapter 13:
Jay's POV
I knew Marissa was wrong, but I just couldn't shake that bad feeling I had about Regan and Shane. It's not that I didn't trust Regan, it was Shane I didn't trust. After all, he was a McMahon. I finished vacuuming the living room floor and surveyed all my hard work. Regan was coming to visit me down in Tampa this weekend and I wanted everything to be absolutely perfect. I heard the doorbell ring and ran for the door. I opened it to find Regan on the other side all smiles. "Hi."
"Hey Jay." She through her arms around me and squeezed tight. "It's been too long."
"That's for sure." Our schedules had been hectic lately and we hadn't really seen each other in nearly two weeks, not since the whole Marissa incident. I noticed the suitcase in her hand. "Here, let me take that for you." I grabbed her suitcase and lead her inside."
"Wow," Regan said surveying her surroundings. "You really have a nice place."
"Thanks. Just please, make yourself at home and I'll take this upstairs." Regan sat down on the sofa and I headed up to my room with her suitcase. I cared for Regan more than anything in this world, but I still could not shake that feeling that her and Shane were more than just friends.
I headed back downstairs and sat down on the sofa next to Regan. "So, how have you been?"
"Pretty good. I've been busy in Ohio lately; we've been putting on lots of shows. And we did an interview with PWI magazine."
"That's great."
"And I went to New York with Shane to see a Broadway show."
"You and Shane." I could feel my chest tighten and my face began to grow red.
"Yeah, me and Shane."
"Listen, Regan. I don't know how to say this, but what exactly is going on between you and Shane?"
Her face fell and grew pale. "What do you mean?"
"I have to know. Is there something going on between you and Shane?"
"How...how can you ask me that!"
I saw the pain in her eyes. The two pools of emerald green began to fill up with tears. One escaped and rolled down her cheek. "I."
"Apparently you don't trust me!" Regan stood up quickly. "I can't stay here."
"Regan no! Please don't leave. I'm just afraid of losing you. Regan, I love you."
She stopped dead in her tracks. "You what?"
"I just got scared. I mean you and Shane spend so much time together. I just didn't want to lose you to him. Or anyone for that matter." I slumped down on the sofa and lowered my head. Regan walked over and sat down next to me.
"There is nothing going on between me and Shane except for friendship. If I wanted to be with Shane or any other man, I wouldn't be spending the weekend here with you. Besides, I love you too."
A/N Finally, I updated! Hope you all enjoyed. I'm working on my other stories so stay tuned for new updates. Thanks all, you rock my world!