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Chapter 2

Katie POV

When I got outside I took out my phone. It read "1:04" I sighed what had seemed like an enjoyable booty-call with James, turned out to be one of the worst nights of my life. I shook my head, and then began walking home. No point in calling a taxi, plus the sound of the streets at night actually calmed me down some.

Unfortunately there was a sudden chill that blow across my face and bare legs. I wrapped my arms around my body trying to produce some heat. It helped a little, but not much.

"Here, I can see you're freezing baby girl." I jumped at the sound of James's voice accidentally smacking him across the face and dropping the leather jacket all at once. "Oww Katie! Damn it! I was trying to be nice!"

"Oh now you're trying to be nice! And I'm sorry! You know how I get when someone startles me!"

"Yeah you slap first. Ask questions later." He rubbed the bright pink hand print on his cheek while I picked up his jacket.

"Look Katie-"He began

"Stop…" I said "I don't want to hear it."

"Katie, I'm sorry." He pleaded

"Is that all I am too you? I'm just another one of your special friends? I'm just your whore?"

I tossed his jacket at him, and began to walk away.

"Katie! You're not my whore. You mean the world to me." He chased after me "You're my best friend"

"Really? Well thanks for making me feel like nothing more than a sex toy!" I crossed my arms "You're a great best friend, James."

"I'm Sorry! Okay!" He yelled,

"You should be!" I began to cry. I covered my face with my hands, as I turned away from him.

He was silent for a while. I felt him near me, but didn't hear him. "…Katie…." His voice was soft, full of worry "I'm truly sorry. I will never say anything like that again." I placed his jacket over my shoulders, and walked in front of me. He placed his finger under my chin, and made me look into his eyes. "From now on, if anyone asks who you are, I'll tell them that you're my girl. Because, well…" He smirked at me "you are."

He smiled, and looked me in the eyes. The next thing I knew we were locking lips. He kissed me, and I didn't hesitate to kiss him back. Oh I hate how he can make me forgive him with just a kiss. He could do the worst thing ever and all he has to do to get me to smile is kiss me. We would have kept kissing but 1. We needed to breathe 2. It was cold and 3. I heard a child sneeze.

"James that sounds like a child sneezing" I went to go check out the ally from which the sneezes came from, but James held me back. "James, let go."

"Stay here" He walked towards the sound

"Like hell" I followed him in, making sure to stay behind him. What? He's a big strong guy; I'm a 5 foot tall, 21 year old, I need protection.

"Katie! I told you to stay there" He looked frustrated

"When have I ever listened to you?" I smirked

"Just…" He hesitated "be careful, please"

"I will" I assured him, then we went in two different directions, I heard the little sneeze again, this time I was able to pinpoint the location it came from. It was coming from behind the dumpster. "James" Eventually the sneezes turned into small sobs "Come here"

He ran over as fast as possible "What's wrong? Are you okay?" He began to panic "No temperature. I can't see any blood. Do you feel faint? Maybe the smell it-"

I kissed him "Shut up" I smiled "I'm fine. It's just someone is crying behind the dumpster."

"Oh. Okay" He got down checking, flashing his phone then turned to me "Umm Katie."

"Yea?"

"Look" As I looked behind the dumpster I almost began to cry. The sneezes and cries came from a little girl who was wedged behind the dumpster and the wall. As the light hit her she looked up and started to back away. She was going to run.

When I noticed I ran to the other side of the dumpster and waited. I crouched down as I saw her mangled blonde hair come out from behind the dumpster. "Where are you going?" I asked in a sweet and tender voice.

She looked at me with her big hazel eyes. She was terrified "Pwease no hurwt me." She started to cry. "I no wanna go."

She looked no older than three years old. "Sweetheart, I'm not going to hurt you. Please don't cry." I wiped away her tears with my thumb. "What are you doing here?" I pointed to the dumpster "It's gross, why is a pretty girl like you behind a dumpster?"

"Baby girl" James walked behind me "Is every- awwww princess! Why are you all dirty? A Pretty princess like you deserves pretty outfit and a big princess room, with lots of fun toys, not a yucky dumpster." He walked to her and picked her up "Aww don't cry princess. It's okay and she stopped." I was pretty surprised.

"James? I didn't know you could be like this."

"Oh! Umm… well, she's just so cute" The little girl giggled "I mean, I'm sorry" He was blushing

"Why? Honestly it's the sweetest thing I've ever seen. Plus they weren't kidding when they said that a guy looks more attractive with a child." I winked

"Really" he smiled his million dollar smile. "Anyways, princess where is your mommy and daddy?"

She clung to James and began to cry "Mommy and daddy give me booboo. See!" She shows us her arms which are covered in bruises. I could see the anger bubbling up as I looked at James. "I no wanna go."

"Don't worry princess. You won't have to go home." James said with a forced smile.

"I wont" She wiped her dirt covered face with her tiny hands.

"Nope" I made the "p" pop. "You can come home with me or James"

"Or both" James looked at me with hopeful eyes

"Both?" James is acting. Maybe he wants more than just sex. Maybe he wants to be more then Best friends or friends with benefits. I thought to myself.

James nodded "WE had plans remember?"

"Oh…" That's depressing. I can't believe I thought he wanted to be more. "Okay, but first." I took the little cutie from his arms "What's your name?" I tapped her nose.

She giggled "Rose, I'm Rose Belle Landers"

"Well Rose Belle, I'm Katlynn Alexander Knight" I hugged her real tight "James hold her" I gave her to him "But everyone calls me Katie" I smiled as I took off James's jacket and covered her with it. "There are you warm now?"

"Mhmm" She smiled, and then turned to James "You call her Katie?" She pointed in my direction still staring at James.

"Yes, but most of the time I call her by the nick name I gave her." He began to walk out the alley way.

"What that?" She cocked her head to the side.

"Baby girl, since Katie was little I called her baby girl."

"Yeah and he's my Jamie Bear or Jamie for short."

"Jamie? You name Jamie?" She giggles as she lays her head on James's shoulder.

"To Katie it is, but my real name is James. James David Diamond."

"Ohhh" She was so cute, even covered in dirt. "Where we go?" She put her fingers on her chin to show she was thinking.

"To my house" James informed her "It's nice there. You'll like it. I have warm beds, and big bathtubs, and a swimming pool, yummy food, and a great big TV, toys, and games. OH! And how could I forget my baby Fox."

"You have baby?" He nodded "you daddy?"

"Yup!"

"You mommy?" she turned to me.

"No Princess Rose Belle, Fox is my baby. Katie takes care of fox sometimes but not all the time."

"You have baby?" She reached out for me, her hands making a grabbing jester.

"No, Princess. I don't" I took her as we got into his truck. "But taking care of Fox is fun. He's a good dog." I sat in the passenger seat with Rose in my lap. I placed the seat belt over both of us.

"Doggy? Fox no Baby?" She looked confused.

"Fox is a doggy but to Jamie, Fox is his baby." I held her "Understand?"

"Mhmm" she still looked confused, but I guess decided to drop the subject.

"Okay!" James sat in the driver's seat. "All ready" I nodded then looked down to find Rose falling asleep in my arms. "She's sleepy." He smiled and I smiled right back. "She's a keeper don't you think?" I nodded let's get her home and in bed. Then we can find out what we're going to do with her."

It was funny James seemed to change instantly with her there. He became more of the father type than the horny man-whore type. Part of me loved the father type; the other loved the horny dark parts of him.

But for right now I can have both. We were on our way to his place, this time with a little guest to keep us company.

Once more I looked to the sleeping child in my arms, then to the handsome 27 year old driving the truck. Tonight's going to be interesting I thought to myself, but hey it could be fun.

And with this I started out the window at the many things we passed just waiting to get to our destination. Hoping that the love I felt for these two beings would make a difference in my future.

SO! What did you guys think? Did you love how I put fox in the story? I just can't see James with any other dog =)

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