(Avery POV)
I was done making the arrangements for the race and invited all the rich and classy people.....the only thing left to do was tell Jameson I might have already registered him and that the race was in a week. This was either going to go extremely good or extremely bad...I found him in his room planning for the grandest game his bed was filled with maps, construction plans, a Scrabble game to help him with anagrams and the entire place just screamed Jameson Winchester Hawthorne.
He was so engrossed that I decided to sneak up on him. I tip-toed closely and just as I was about to grab his neck he turned around grabbed my waist and pushed me back against the bed with his body hovering a millimeter above mine.
"Why Heiress? missed me already?" he said kissing underneath my jaw.
Although his touch was intoxicating I barely managed to focus on the task at hand. "Jameson, I need to talk to you about something," I said placing my hand on his chest to stop him from progressing further down my neck.
"Can't it wait?" He asked not stopping his kisses from slipping underneath my button-up shirt as a breath caught in my throat.
"Maybe.."
I pulled his lips back to mine hands buried in his hair pulling at him, bringing him closer. his hands were around my waist pressing me against the bed as his lips ravaged mine eliminating all thoughts except his. His lips left mine and returned to my neck and my collarbone while his hands snaked up my body to the buttons of my shirt. A scrabble piece jammed into my neck pulling me back to reality.
"Oww....Jameson, hang on at least clean this up a bit so I won't be sleeping on glass today" I said pushing him off me and massaging my neck.
"I am the boyfriend of a billionaire I don't need to clean up. Plus it helps me think" he said getting up and moving the Scrabble board and letters to my table.
"Anyway, what did you come to talk about? before....." He smirked as his eyes raked over my dishevelled state the few buttons of my shirt undone.
I tried to hide my physical reaction to him as I turned and did my buttons again. I cleared my throat and said. "The reason I came is, remember the race I organized in New Zealand to raise money for the animals?
"Yes....."
"I might have registered you in as well and the race is in a week," I said slipping my hands into my pockets as I looked at him nervously.
"Why are you nervous to tell me that? I would love to race," he said walking over and wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I mean there's only a week to train but if I make it to New Zealand tomorrow morning I'll have a week and that's more than enough I can use one of the cars you own and trust me I'm going to win it for you"
"Oh my god is that a yes??" I asked as I slipped my arms around his neck.
"Am I the kind of person to refuse a challenge heiress? because if I am I might have to prove you wrong...." he said as I found myself back against the wall.
"I think you should prove me wrong," I said as grabbed him and brought his lips back to mine.
One thing is for sure Jameson Winchester Hawthorne never shrinks away from a challenge.
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The next day I saw Jameson off as he boarded the plane. Correction my plane. I am never going to get used to the number of planes I own. I couldn't go with him however badly I wished I could because. There were still several things to do for the race although I had arranged the training tracks and sent out the racing invites. So I just have to wait a week to see him again.
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A/N
I' M BACKKK.............Exams are over, holidays are here and my brain has lots of ideas. I have all the time in the world. I am soooo sorry to keep everyone waiting its been like 3 months probably more since I last wrote something and this time I am trying to come up with a kind of story involving Jameson and Avery and trust me we are in for a nice ride in this one....
Anyways byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
