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in the future you can wear it.”
I picked up on the hidden meaning. She could see Kyle and I getting married down the track. As nice as that thought was, I wasn’t ready for that huge step. I needed to get divorced first. There was too much else in the way. I was about to protest about the necklace and hand it back to her but when my eyes connected with hers. I could see with absolute clarity that she wanted me to have it. She bobbed her head up and down, encouraging me to accept it.
Tears built in my eyes as I hobbled closer and hugged her. “Thank you. I will wear it with pride.”
“Here,” she offered, taking the necklace. “Turn around.”
I did and pulled up my hair to allow her to put the necklace on. It hung perfectly, not too high and not too low. I fingered it and turned back around.
“I don’t know what to say. Are you sure you want me to have it?”
Cheryl placed both hands on my cheeks. “Yes, honey. You’ve already become like a daughter to us. I think of you as my own.”
“That means a lot to me.” We hugged again and then went outside to join our men.
Chapter Eight
Dakota
Moving day fast approached and I was grateful for the distraction of packing and cleaning up the apartment.
Kyle hadn’t left my side, as promised, but decided that I probably didn’t need a bodyguard. He still had a few more weeks before the next movie shoot started and so he’d taken up that role himself.
Joseph had heard back from the FBI that they were unable to determine who the person in the video footage was but the uniform he wore was from a Los Angeles based security company and they were looking into it.
There had been no more hand delivered notes or flowers of any kind, so I settled into my routine, keeping the thought of John in the back of my mind.
Kyle’s apartment was starting to look sparse with boxes stacked up in the spare room and only the bare essentials out.
Saturday morning early, the movers arrived. We’d been up since around 5 a.m. making sure the last plates and cups were packed as well as any personal items.
I ran over the floors with the vacuum after all the furniture had been removed and mopped the wet areas. The apartment was going to be let out to tenants so I wanted to make sure it was spic and span. Kyle would still own it and had decided to keep it as an investment.
Once the truck was loaded everyone left and drove to the new house. I was busting as we drove through the gates.
Kyle smiled. He glanced at me as we parked out front with the removal truck behind.
“Welcome home, Ms. Livingston.” He leant across the car to kiss me.
“You don’t know how much I like the sound of that,” I said in between kisses.
Daniel was already out, waiting on Kyle to unlock the front door.
“Come on, I think someone is anxious to see his new bedroom.” We looked towards the house at Daniel and then pulled apart, exiting the car.
Once inside there was great enthusiasm. Daniel rushed up the stairs to pick out his room before the movers started bringing things in and Kyle and I followed behind, his arm around my waist, pulling me in protectively and kissing my head as we made our way up the grand staircase.
We really did feel like we were home. Walking along the upstairs hallway and stopping at Daniel’s room, we relished in seeing him so happy.
“Dakota! I want this room! I have my own bathroom! And look at the view of the ocean! This is crazy! I love it!” He was flitting around everywhere, opening cupboards in the bathroom and built in closet. “Can I please have this room? Please?”
I laughed. “Sure you can. I think this will be a great room for you. Let the movers know to put your things in here.”
He came over and embraced me and then Kyle before racing downstairs to act as overseer.
Kyle pulled me further along the hall to the master suite, pushing me inside the door and against the wall away from view of anyone. He
I picked up on the hidden meaning. She could see Kyle and I getting married down the track. As nice as that thought was, I wasn’t ready for that huge step. I needed to get divorced first. There was too much else in the way. I was about to protest about the necklace and hand it back to her but when my eyes connected with hers. I could see with absolute clarity that she wanted me to have it. She bobbed her head up and down, encouraging me to accept it.
Tears built in my eyes as I hobbled closer and hugged her. “Thank you. I will wear it with pride.”
“Here,” she offered, taking the necklace. “Turn around.”
I did and pulled up my hair to allow her to put the necklace on. It hung perfectly, not too high and not too low. I fingered it and turned back around.
“I don’t know what to say. Are you sure you want me to have it?”
Cheryl placed both hands on my cheeks. “Yes, honey. You’ve already become like a daughter to us. I think of you as my own.”
“That means a lot to me.” We hugged again and then went outside to join our men.
Chapter Eight
Dakota
Moving day fast approached and I was grateful for the distraction of packing and cleaning up the apartment.
Kyle hadn’t left my side, as promised, but decided that I probably didn’t need a bodyguard. He still had a few more weeks before the next movie shoot started and so he’d taken up that role himself.
Joseph had heard back from the FBI that they were unable to determine who the person in the video footage was but the uniform he wore was from a Los Angeles based security company and they were looking into it.
There had been no more hand delivered notes or flowers of any kind, so I settled into my routine, keeping the thought of John in the back of my mind.
Kyle’s apartment was starting to look sparse with boxes stacked up in the spare room and only the bare essentials out.
Saturday morning early, the movers arrived. We’d been up since around 5 a.m. making sure the last plates and cups were packed as well as any personal items.
I ran over the floors with the vacuum after all the furniture had been removed and mopped the wet areas. The apartment was going to be let out to tenants so I wanted to make sure it was spic and span. Kyle would still own it and had decided to keep it as an investment.
Once the truck was loaded everyone left and drove to the new house. I was busting as we drove through the gates.
Kyle smiled. He glanced at me as we parked out front with the removal truck behind.
“Welcome home, Ms. Livingston.” He leant across the car to kiss me.
“You don’t know how much I like the sound of that,” I said in between kisses.
Daniel was already out, waiting on Kyle to unlock the front door.
“Come on, I think someone is anxious to see his new bedroom.” We looked towards the house at Daniel and then pulled apart, exiting the car.
Once inside there was great enthusiasm. Daniel rushed up the stairs to pick out his room before the movers started bringing things in and Kyle and I followed behind, his arm around my waist, pulling me in protectively and kissing my head as we made our way up the grand staircase.
We really did feel like we were home. Walking along the upstairs hallway and stopping at Daniel’s room, we relished in seeing him so happy.
“Dakota! I want this room! I have my own bathroom! And look at the view of the ocean! This is crazy! I love it!” He was flitting around everywhere, opening cupboards in the bathroom and built in closet. “Can I please have this room? Please?”
I laughed. “Sure you can. I think this will be a great room for you. Let the movers know to put your things in here.”
He came over and embraced me and then Kyle before racing downstairs to act as overseer.
Kyle pulled me further along the hall to the master suite, pushing me inside the door and against the wall away from view of anyone. He
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