His name is Joseph Morgan
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"Look at this view Jess."
I walked towards him and he noticed me rubbing the chill bumps on my arm. He turned me towards the open scene of the ocean and wrapped me into his body and propped his chin on top of my head.
"Honestly Jess wouldn't you love to wake up to this view every day? This house, this view, a dream job, and...." he hesitated. "Well you know what I mean, right. I have no desire to leave America. So my answer to your question is I need it because one day your going to realize you want to wake up with me every morning to see this view. " He chuckles and I smile.
"It is a beautiful view Seph, but I'm sure your redhead girlfriend would object to me sharing a bed with you. " I giggle.
"She's not my girlfriend, that's what your going to be." He whispers.
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