Everyone has a love story, but ours is my favourite- The Jebbie story

Winning Debbie back

Debbie: I knock on Tom's penthouse door

Graham: I open it, Ms Dingle?

Debbie: is Tom in?

Graham: yes he's just in his bedroom

Debbie: I can come back?

Graham: nonsense, wait here and I'll go and get him

Debbie: I nod my head and stand looking around his apartment once again, it's so grand in here it's unreal

Graham: I knock on the door, Mr Waterhouse

Tom: what do you want?

Graham: Ms Dingle's here to see you

Tom: I look up at him, really?

Graham: yes, she's waiting for you in the corridor

Tom: thanks Graham, I stand up and make my way out to the hallway

Debbie: I look at Tom

Tom: what you doing here?

Debbie: I wanted to apologise about the other night

Tom: no I should have listened to you, I just wanted to surprise you that's all

Debbie: I know that, I take a seat next to Tom I overreacted and for that I'm sorry

Tom: why'd you act like that anyway?, I only turned up to see my girlfriend on her birthday?

Debbie: I wasn't ready for my family to meet you yet

Tom: why?, because your ashamed of me?

Debbie: no of course not

Tom: well that's what it feels like

Debbie: it's not about you

Tom: then what's it about?

Debbie: I wanted to take it slow, your the first guy that I've dated in ages my last relationship didn't exactly work out

Tom: what happened?

Debbie: I got married

Tom: wow that serious?

Debbie: you sound surprised?

Tom: just didn't think you were the type of girl to commit

Debbie: oh wow thanks

Tom: not in a bad way. You just seem very independent

Debbie: obviously my marriage didn't work out, I look down to my hands

Tom: did he do something?

Debbie: it was all me, like mother like daughter

Tom: your nothing like your mother

Debbie: how would you know?

Tom: what?

Debbie: you've not even spoken to my mother you've only seen her?

Tom: I know I just meant, your beautiful, smart classy

Debbie: oh right

Tom: I didn't mean anything by that

Debbie: my mum for so many years has used men for money, marrying older guys to keep her pockets full

Tom: wow what a great mother

Debbie: I did exactly the same

Tom: I look at Debbie, I place my hand over hers

Debbie: my love life isn't something I like to brag about

Tom: everyone makes mistakes

Debbie: I'm exactly like her and do you know what I promised myself I never would be

Tom: Hey?, a mother's influence on her daughter it's not your fault it's hers

Debbie: your the first guy I've liked in ages, I just didn't want anyone to ruin it, me to ruin it

Tom: that is never going to happen because I really like you too, if I didn't I wouldn't have bought you that house

Debbie: I smile and nod my head

Tom: so are we good now?

Debbie: yeah we're good

Tom: Good, I lean down to kiss her lips softly

Debbie: Hm, I place one hand on his cheek

Tom: I pull away and lean my forehead on hers, I need you to do me a favour

Debbie: what's that?

Tom: I could really do with your help

Debbie: with what?

Tom: so I have this job coming up and I need a personal assistant

Debbie: and what's the role of one of them?

Tom: Clue's in the title, personal assistant I need someone that I can trust and I trust you'll do the job to the best of your ability

Debbie: I have a business though?

Tom: one that doesn't need running, say £5.000?

Debbie: I'm not bothered about the money

Tom: I know your not but I know you'll do a fantastic job

Debbie: what will I be doing?

Tom: helping me?

Debbie: to do what?, business events?

Tom: something like that

Debbie: I nod my head

Tom: don't worry it's strictly business, no funny business you'll even have your own room

Debbie: even though we're together?

Tom: you want to take this slow don't you?

Debbie: I don't mean that, I mean I don't want family get togethers yet or for you to meet the kids until I know it's going to work

Tom: fair enough, make it £10.0000

Debbie: you don't have to pay me

Tom: I want to ok I won't take no as an answer

Debbie: I look at him

Tom: fine £20.0000 cash up front

Debbie: you are insane you know that right

Tom: I smirk, I want you to have the best life ok

Debbie: how long is it?

Tom: 2 weeks

Debbie: it says 2 days here?

Tom: I have to take a few meetings, but we'll still get downtime to do whatever we want

Debbie: well then thank you boss

Tom: I smirk and I crash my lips to hers until everything is a blur

So Debbie and Tom are back on track, and are going away on a business trip which I will be writing so get excited for that, hope you enjoy