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"Mr. Kaiden, thank you from behalf of our school." Principle Balm held out his hand. Jett was standing in the cold of the gymnasium, his hands were cool and his eyes were a blank stare. He watched the hundreds of kids sitting in the large area, some eyes on the presentation and some lost in their own world. "It is a pleasure, on behalf of Kaiden Corporation my whole team would like to thank you for your time." His grip was strong and steady on Principle Balms as he shook it, who was well into his 50's with a buff of grey and a friendly face. Just right for a principle. Jett picked up his briefcase, containing the cheque he had donated to the elementary school. It was apparently good for the company overlook according to Marie, who dealt with everything concerning his company overlook. So here he was, presenting a presentation on abused kids. He had donated a very promising sum in hopes of supplying better education on finding help, and ways to leave your situation. The rest of the sum was being donated to the Kids Help Phone and Woman and Kids Shelter. His eyes scanned the room and his knitted brows carried the same calmness and his sculpted lips were pale. As people applauded, Jett just nodded respectfully and followed Principle Balm out of the gymnasium. "You're dismissed." Principle Balm said gruffly into the microphone before offering another wide grin at Jett.

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Camille slipped out of the back door of the auditorium. She walked back to the office to finish some of the work. They were between vice principles at the moment and she had been asked to fill in. Camille thought about the presentation knowing there were a few kids that had needed to hear that. She smiled gently at that thought of that stone cold man giving advice to the kids that could save their lives. He was a handsome man but he was so reserved. He couldn't be all that bad if he had donated so much to the school. Camille opened the principles door to his office as he came in with Mr. Kaiden. She bit her lip a light blush starting to spread over her cheeks. "Mr. Balm... Mr. Kaiden." she said his name softer. "Can I get you some water, coffee or tea?" she asked them and Mr. Balm barked that he wanted his usual. He was good at his job but he was also old fashioned and believed women should be in the home and not working. Camille nodded. Mr. Kaiden walked past her through the door his body radiating heat as he did. She could feel his eyes on her like a gentle caress. He gave her a reply and she nodded once her eyes coming up to meet him briefly. "Right away sir." she responded and quickly left the room her legs shaking suddenly and she had no idea why. Camille headed back to the kitchen and started to make Mr. Balm's coffee strong and pipping hot. Just how he liked it on a chilly day like this. Camille ran a hand through her hair before she thought again of Mr' Kaiden and how he had responded to her. He was direct and yet his voice revealed more than she could understand.

"Water please." He said calmly as Mr. Balm pulled out a cheer in the office. "Please, have a seat Mr. Kaiden. You're the guest." He looked very cheerful compared to how he just barked orders at the young lady in the office fetching them drinks. He couldn't even bother with a please. His fake face pissed him off, but of course professionally he couldn't show such an emotion, but Jett was best at hiding emotions more than anything. "Right away, sir." Her quiet frantic voice hit him. Sir... The melody repeated in his head. His eyes followed her as she left the room. When she returned with a glass, a thin layer of water was dripping off of it. He took it and smiled warmly, despite the rage building at this "Mr Balm" who was a bossy bastard and this poor girl running awful errands for him. Not anything wrong with running errands, but there is when he barks orders. Plus, Mr Balm was a selfish fuck. A little money he donated and automatically he wanted to ask for more, pity money, as he liked to refer to it.

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Camille came back and handed Mr. Kaiden his water smiling gently at his very relaxed and yet intense presence. He was full of contradictions and mostly secrets. Secrets she wanted to reveal. Camille quickly moved over to Mr. Balm and placed his drink on his desk were he always wanted it. "That is all Ms. Grey." He said expecting her to leave. Camille walked over to Mr. Kaiden. "If there is anything you need sir just let me know." she said softly her eyes meeting his seeing them smoke over as she tried to keep her own eyes from revealing her dark thoughts. She couldn't date a sponsor. It would put the kids at risk. Camille winched as Mr. Balm barked at her again. "That is all Camille." he said and she scurried out of the room stating the door behind her. Camille walked to her temporary office to finish the work she had started on and wasn't able to finish. She was in the middle of paperwork when Linda, the secretary knocked on her door opening it slowly. "Camie... Little Joey says his tummy hurts." she said and Camille light up. "I will be right into the observation room." she said softly and finished her sentence on the paperwork before she went into the broom closet they called the nurses room. She had two blue cots framed into the corners between the cabinets with her necessary nurse supplies most of which she had bough herself. "Joey?" she slipped in to see the little third grader sitting on one of the cots swinging his legs holding his belly. She heard the growl and frowned. Camille knew what was wrong with Joey. It was the same thing everyday, he was starving. Camille sat down on her little chair and had him lay back as she used her scope to listen to his breathing and his heart, then his belly. She tickled it gently and smiled as he giggled pushing her away. She had him sit up and she handed him a yogurt from the mini fridge. "Stay here Joey. I will be right back." she said and walked down to the cafeteria and leaned against the counter talking to Georgia again. "I am thinking I should just set up a meal plan for him too." she said. Georgia sighed. "That will be the eighth kid Camille. Are you sure you can afford it?" Camille sighed. "What other choice do I have Georgia. He comes in hungry every day and he can't concentrate on doing his work because he is hungry." she grabbed the tray of food paying Georgia for the meal. "I'll talk to you later." she said and grinned headed back to the nursing office. She handed Joey the food. "Eat up honey and then let me know when you are done." she said and then headed back into the other office to finish the stupid paperwork that really didn't matter. Camille was so angry that kids, her kids were coming to school hungry and abused and there was nothing she could do about it if they didn't tell her straight out.

Mr. Balm slurped his coffee disgustingly, puckering his lips as he devoured the taste. "$100,000, Mr. Kaiden... You know, our gratitude is not payable. Please, stay. You're always welcome." Jettley nodded in thanks, he crossed his knee over as this Ms. Grey left, and he did hear the emphasis on the "miss" and not "misses." His eyes left as a tinge of disappointment potted him. She would be absolutely perfect.. With her sirs, obedience, and obviously passive. "You know, it's not about the money. I really hope our sponsorship will really help children here, and forgive me Mr. Balm, but I think I really must get going." His eyes looked deep, but his dick spoke for me. Good god, this woman wasn't even in the room. "Oh, of course!" He sputtered happily, standing up for one more sure shake. Jett lifted a curios eye, shaking it. "It was wonderful to be here."and without another word, he took a drink of water and wandered down each hall, watching each classroom wondering how many kids must be so lost. His heart thudded and shivers ran down his masculine spine, and despite the bulk that carried him he felt weak and desperate. It was a feeling that was hard to shake. That's when, a scrawny child was sitting on a cot. He stood at the doorway and tilted his head. The child looked down, and Jett held back a vomit. It was disgusting. He was quiet, and waited patiently for someone, anyone to rescue this kid. That same frantic women, Ms Grey rushed inside with a tray. His eyes watched her and his heart fell. The little interaction he had seen, the young child was gulping down. "Ms Grey." He greeted cooly not sure what else to say. Her back was away to him as she turned around, brunette locks framing her breasts. The innocence was not hard to detect. He leaned in the doorway and watched.

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Camille turned and bit her lip. "Camille... Or Camie. Please. I am not that old nor am I married for anyone to call me a mis." she said and a hint of a spark popped into her eyes. She blushed as he leaned in and suddenly she wanted to lean up on her toes and kiss him. Camille bit her bottom lip at the thought. She peeked around to see Joey looking up at her and the back of Mr. Kaiden. She smiled sweetly at him. "Eat up Joey you ned to get back to class." she said softly and watched him eat up the food like it was the first and last meal he ever had. Camille felt the tears threaten and she blinked them back before turning back to Mr. Kaiden. "Is there something I can help you with Sir?" she asked curiously shifting from one foot to the next. She forced herself to calm and stand still but his gaze was so intense with some kind of intention behind them. She shivered surprised by this man that was infant of her. She had all kinds of mixed signals coming from him. Mostly though she felt like she should listen carefully to him. Camille wanted to focus on her work and stay under the radar but he was making it hard with the way he was looking at her. Camille knew the kids here had rough lives and not many people here wanted to help so she would do what ever it was that she had to in order to stay and help the kids. Camille wasn't like this outside of work. No she had a spark to her that no one seemed to fully understand. She wondered what Mr. Kaiden wanted. It frightened her that no matter what it was that she wanted to try and give it to her.

Camille. Just as innocent as her eyes. "No, don't let me disturb your work." He rolled up his sleeves and crossed his arms a short stubble taking over his cheeks and chin. He smiled warmly at her, but at the same time it was cold and chilling. His eyes turned to Joey and then down to the little red tray. Joeys hair was dirty, his face was slightly covered in dirt and he was mauling his food like Jett mauled woman. It was horrific, a very tragic sight. He reached behind and calmly opened his wallet, grabbing a thick wad of cash. Camille's gentle eyes landed on it and Jett held it out to her unfazed. "Now I trust that you will promise me to supply this boy with what he needs?" His voice was hurt and dark. A low rumble escaped from somewhere deep in his throat, but Jett contained his emotions and his hard eyes held hers. "Promise me. Buy him books, toys, food. Just promise me." She seemed stunned, so he shoved the wad in her fist. Joey was so distracted as he cracked open his milk carton and drank it like a new born. "Ms Grey." He repeated with that same husky voice.

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Camille blushed as he spoke. It wasn't long before he handed her a very large sum of money. She bit her lip feeling the spark the instant his skin touched hers. She nodded to his question but he wanted her to speak, she could tell. "Yes Sir...I promise." she said softly and looked back at Joey before back up at Mr. Kaiden. "Should I email you..." she looked at the money in her hands. "About Joey?" she whispered thinking with all the money he was handing to a random woman the least he would want would be to be reassured. Camille bit her lip surprised with his demeanor. Something told her that Mr. Kaiden knew a little about what it was like to be Joey. She didn't know what else to say because she was utterly shocked with his behavior. Who kept that much in their wallet anyways? Camille stepped back as he stepped forward giving him room to leave if he wanted. He had already done so much already. "Mr. Kaiden!" she turned as he started to leave making him stop. Once his eyes met hers she smiled sadly. "Thank you for your lecture today. I hope it will bring more kids to safety." she whispered and looked down at the ground.

Again, her lips parted as she spoke. He smiled warmly and put two hands in his pockets. "Then I'm glad you're the person I chose to trust." He thought about her offer. His business card was not easily handed, and his email and phone strictly was used for business purposes. Not like there was anyone to contact other then hi mother. "No, you don't have to do that." He had to leave right now. He could feel his muscles contract and when his eyes met her he could feel them relax again. No, he was not okay and he wasn't going to be until he left this tiny nurse office and got away from this women. His heart raced and he could feel heavy breaths begging to be released, but he controlled it all and everything, giving no hint as to what he was feeling internally except for the twinkle in his dark blue eyes. She made room, and he accepted it gradually. Jettley was so tired of the despairing eyes on his own morbid ones. Hell, woman threw bags at him and begged for his number. He wondered if it had to do with him, but thought better assuming it was who he was. The corporation, wealth, intelligence. It wasn't all looks, you know. He had seen some of the most beautiful women in the world who wanted him, but he never felt love. No, love wasn't existent in him. He understood strategy and business. He was walking down his easy strides long as he calmly but frantically left down the hallway. At the sound of his name, he turned. "I hope so, too." At the angle his head was turned towards her, the little twinkle was there but gone as fast as it had gotten there and he quickly turned around and left the school. When he got outside, his beautiful limited edition personally customized Porsche was waiting near the curb. It was the kind of vehicle where you saw, stared, and pointed it out and yelled "Whoah! Look at that car!". He got in, squeezed the clutch and stared at the sky. Counting to a slow 10, he squeezed his eyes shut and cleared his memory, the same memory and only memory he could remember of the devil he knew and who continued to haunt him.

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Camille looked up as he spoke and smiled sadly gain but this time she could see it there in his eyes that sadness. She knew he must have had a hard childhood. She bit her lip and watched him walk away before she pocketed the wad of cash trying to think of what she could do with it first. Once Joey was done eating she cleaned him up a little and smiled at him. His eyes were bright once more and he looked pleased. "Come on Joey I will take you to class." she said and stood. Joey launched himself into her arms hugging her so tight. Camille felt the tears and hugged him back hiding her face in his hair as she rubbed his back. "You're a good boy Joey." she whispered. "I wish you would tell me what you do at home." she said softly feeling him shudder. Camille frowned knowing that still he would not tell her. She released him slowly and took his hand leading him back to class. She smiled at the teacher and made sure Joey was settled in. As usually in the lower grades she was a huge distraction. Everyone wanted to hold her hand and talk to her, and play. She had to leave sooner than she liked so they could get back to learning because as she told them it was really important to try their best. Camille went back to the cafeteria and set up lunch and a breakfast and snack program for the year for Joey. She then had the secretary do some online shopping for cloths and some toys that could be easily hidden. Finally she made sure to set up books for this year and the next two years no matter were he went. She then set up a trust in his name and put everything in there that she could. It wasn't much after all she had made sure he had but it was something for emergencies that only she could access at the moment and that he would be able to when he was 18. Only after all that did she return to work on paperwork. She knew Mr. Balm would be mad as hell but she didn't mind staying after school to take care of paperwork. Intact she usually stayed until after detention too. Camille finished the important things that had to be done by the bell. That was when Mr. Balm came in. "What do you mean you have been busy?!" he yelled making her wince. She bit her lip. "Joey came in again Sir." she mumbled and Mr. Balm turned bright red with anger. "It is not in your job description to take care of hunger, Ms. Grey only cuts and scraps and actually sick kids! If I hear of you taking care of Joey like this again so help me I will fire you!" he yelled and then grabbed the finished paperwork off her desk storming out. He blamed the door making the room rattle. Camille put her head in her hands and cried. How can he be so cold? She needed to get to detention to be with the kids.

Jett made it home safely despite the speeding, ignorance, and unfocus he had on the road. What he needed more than anything right now was a getaway. He hated the gutted feeling he got like someone kicked his balls as he was left to writh in pain. He had to admit, it was hard to find people that cared and did something. It was evident she didn't live in the wealthiest of homes, probably normal class for her age and job. It wasn't enough. The gates automatically opened to his home as his bodyguards saw it was the familiar dark black vehicle of him. Both wore bluetooth earpieces, and both wore black shades and dark black tuxes. They nodded at him but Jett made no motion to acknowledge them. As he made his way up the marble steps, he opened the double doors and walked through. Nothing had changed. All of his belongings which were only photos inclosed in a cheap dollar store plastic frame were kept in a box which lay in the massive black hallway. His walls were bare, and no furniture was in the room. Then, he went to his living area. A large U shaped black leather sofa complimented the marble black floors with a huge pitch white area rug. Jetts eyes looked. There was no home for him. The mansion was a hellhole, every large room he didn't need only contained basic but expensive furniture, a simple table, and a beautiful antique looking lamp. That is, except for his bedroom upstairs. The 1000 square feet master bedroom also with the matching dark accents and white decor. There were three doors on either side of the massive bed, and a beautiful white handmade feather comforter. A large marble pristine desk lay against a wall in his room, a simple book closed with an elastic and a dark ribbon hanging out to mark his page lay on top of it. Jett collapsed on his bed. A gentle knock took his attention. It was Mariana, his Latina maid. "Mr. Kaiden." Her thick accent held her words, and there was obvious fear in her voice. She knew she was not supposed to be on the upper floor. Ever.
Jett got up, and opened the door just so he could sleep through. "Mariana. Please head downstairs. You're NEVER supposed to come up here again, do you understand?" It was a low growl. Mariana was his family, but upstairs was his private life. He didn't want to get family involved in his own dark problems. "I-I know sir, I j-just... It's very urgent. Your bodyguards are outside and there are..." She cleared her throat her unburnt wrinkled neck skin flowed as she swallowed nervously. "Prostitutes, sir." she said in a near whisper. Jett made his way down. He was angry, and his girls were just on time.

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Camille pulled herself together and headed toward detention to join the kids that needed the extra attention. Camille headed into the room and looked around. She received the teacher on duty and thanked her for starting the class. Once the teacher left the dead eyes of the kids suddenly light up seeing Camille. She smiled and chuckled. "Hi guys." she said and they all scattered into the circle. She sat with them and curled her legs under her in the chair. She talked with the kids through detention talking about their dreams and their hopes for the future. Camille smiled and rubbed her arm as the day grew closer to the end. She sighed as it was time to go. "Alright thank you all for being here on time and listening to the teacher." she said and chuckled standing feeling like she was in a better mood now that she had a chance to talk to the kids. After the kids left she made sure they got home alright before returning to her paperwork. It was nearly eight when the custodian came in. "Ms. Grey are you still here again?" he asked and she blushed at the sweet old man. "Yeah. Paperwork." she said and sighed standing and stretching making the finishing touches on the last of the documents. She grabbed everything up and her keys. The custodian smiled and shook his head. "Oh Ms. Grey how will you ever find a husband if you are always stuck in here?" he asked and she turned really red. "Ohh umm well I am not to worried about that." she said and chuckled putting the paperwork in Mr. Balm's box. "Have a good night George." Camille said. "You too Ms. Grey." he said and Camille finally went home. She sighed and relaxed as she got home. Camille took out a yogurt and sat on the counter eating it as she tried to let her mind go numb but her mind kept going back to Mr. Kaiden. She grinned at the thought of him. Mr. Kaiden was an interesting man for sure and she was interested in seeing him again and knowing more about him but she was becoming aware that she was not like to see him for another year. Camille sighed at the thought and tried to not let the thought ruin her earlier good mood.

Jett took them inside, keeping them on the bedroom on the first floor. Mariana cooked quietly in the kitchen despite the unfortunate sounds she had to suffer. It happened often, and she knew how hard of a time he had getting to know people. Eventually, the moans and giggles stopped. She left the supper out, and was usually dismissed at this time so she hung her apron and made her way out.

The next morning, Jett lay down as he stared at his prescription on the dresser. Another meeting, he had to catch up on work, and he really needed to talk to his psychologist. There were many disturbing thoughts on his mind, and for the little time he dozed during the night he found himself pondering on that wretchedly skinny woman who was called Camille. Jett's memory was almost photographic, a benefit from his nights alone as a child. He had to go take pictures and present the cheque today to that shithead principle. Grabbing his keys, they jinged as he moved his hand. It was 6:50 in the morning, and he was not wanting to deal with teachers or kids or principles, but it had to be done. Plus, it was going to a good cause and it's not like he couldn't afford the $100,000. In fact, he'd rather be dead then to have all his million dollars profit go to waste. As he drove in, he got out and his bodyguard Bruce followed him closely. Bruce also held the large cardboard cheque. As soon as he stepped into the pitch quiet classroom and the morningness rose, Mr. Balm instantly found him and shook his hand. A group had already set up a background and had cameras ready for the official shot. Despite feeling like shit, Jett looked better than he felt. His hair was freshly washed and still damp and he was wearing a brand new freshly ironed suit thanks to Mariana. "Mr. Balm." He greeted politely.

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Camille finally got to sleep after making some dinner. She sighed thinking about how many kids weren't getting a dinner that night. Camille was able to refrain from crying herself to sleep but it sure was a close call like most nights. Camille knew she had to soft a heart to work where she did but she couldn't give up.

In the morning Mr. Balm made Camille set up the classroom with well behaved good looking kids for the photo shoot with Mr. Kaiden. She was surprised he was back so soon. The teacher of the classroom made all the kids be quiet and that just made Camille angry. She sulked as she stood by the door watching Mr. Kaiden walk in. She had wanted to get Joey into the group of kids but at last he came to school with ripped cloths and a dirty face again. She had sent the secretary to get him some new cloths for him but knew it might be bad news if she sent him home in the new cloths. Camille watched as Mr. Kaiden commanded the room with his presence. She ran a hand through her hair and relaxed some knowing that everyone was to be on their best behavior now that Mr. Kaiden was here. She wondered if he would remember her. She doubted it. He had probably done so many wonderful things like give money to a stranger for a child. Camille feel her mood lifting as she watched over the kids seeing their fascinated looks as they looked at Mr. Kaiden. She walked over to one of the students she saw often, when giving her inhaler to her, and kneeled beside her her jeans tightening as she did. "You look well today Madeline." she said and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and smiled as the girl giggled with joy at the small praise. Mr. Balm sent her a pointed look and Camille glared back at him wanting to tell him to shove it but at last a glare was all she would get. Camille stood and went back to hold up the wall. Camille sighed quietly her eyes drifting around the room casually until they meet Mr. Kaiden's and her eyes froze.

Jett hated photoshoots. He hated kids, schools, people, anything involving any kind of friendly socialization, so he stayed quiet and spoke politely when needed. He was the biggest "celebrity" they called it in the school and he was in the school newsletter and did they really need a photoshoot?" However, he held in his sighs and groans moving as they moved places and set up people. He went in front of the camera, holding one end of the cheque while Mr. Balm held the other with a huge cheery grin on his face. "We are just blessed to have someone like you come in. You're the first billionaire I've ever met." he said shaking his head as if he was in shock and still didn't know what was happening. "Good influence to some of these kids. Maybe they can grow up and be billionaires." he winked and laughed obnoxiously. Jett was amused that such a idiot was here, but responded calmly and cooly as always. "I will take that as a compliment, Mr. Balm." he shook his head, and held a strict face as they snapped here and there. Then, they wanted to bring the teachers in and snapped another, then they wanted one of him and the kids, so he stepped aside so they could align the kids; tall in the back and short in the front, leftover kids kneeled. "Ms. Grey." He greeted politely as he took a stand beside her. The area was large, but was crowded with tons of equipment. "You're as skinny as I remember." He said his eyes stuck ahead as he observed them setting things up left and right. His comment was cocky and said with pure self confidence, but his tone was polite and it was hard for Jett to realize some thing were just not appropriate.

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Camille helped the kids line up and then was standing back watching the photographers get already to take the picture. She felt Mr. Kaiden behind her before she heard him. She turned to look at him completely shocked. "Excuse me sir?" she whispered suddenly feeling weak in the knees. Camille looked up at him his strong jaw just within her reach to brush her lips over his jaw. "You remember?" she asked suddenly realizing the must have been thinking about her in order to remember her. Camille blushed and hugged her waist. "Umm I think they are ready for you Mr. Kaiden." she whispered her eyes looking into his feeling as if he could see into her and read her deepest thoughts and feelings. Camille looked back at the kids. She knew that they were ready for a break and the sooner this photoshoot was over the sooner they were allowed to be kids and play. She wondered what would compel Mr. Kaiden to say such a think and in such a way as to make her think that he was talking about more than what he was actually saying. She blushed and bit her lip watching him. He had her attention and she was confused about him.

"Of course I remember." He said strongly, annoyed that she would doubt him. How could he not remember. He remembered everything. She was so darn perfect. Probably had a boyfriend, though she did clarify herself as miss. "You're blushing, Ms. Grey." He smirked amused at her behaviour. It wasn't unusual. He was handsome, built, and his eyes stared so deep you would think you'd faint. He wasn't interested in anything but sex. Suppose maybe she would consider his offer, but she didn't seem like the type of girl to be interested in his kind of relationship. She seriously had to stop with the fucking 'sirs' and looking down whenever he tried to talk to her, it really was starting to give him blue balls. "Thank you for informing me." He spoke the same way he always did again, as if nothing had happened. He walked over, rolled up his jacket sleeve again and looked at the camera, still annoyed at Mr. Balms cheery red face.

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Camille smiled as he pointed out her blushing. She nodded and chuckled as he grew almost playful. She watched him move over by the kids and they took the pictures. They were almost done now and she was glad because honestly she could melt there with his eyes glued to her. She could feel his eyes following her when she turned around and he looked away when she went to meet his gaze. Camille was glad when the photos were all over. She made sure the kids were all taken care of before she went to head back to the office to yet again do paperwork for the photoshoot they had just done. She sighed feeling like she had so much to do that was useless when really she could be out helping the children that needed more attention.

Yawning ferociously, Jett ran a sloppy hand through messy damp hair glad this stupid thing was over with. His eyes trailed down to Camilles curve of her back, and he felt a little nauseous seeing her tightly fitting blouse. Seriously? She didn't know how to eat or dress. How he would like to teach some real manners to her and make her gain at least a couple pounds on those little arms and slim legs. She seemed a little flustered at his presence, and it amused him to make someone who was presumably very professional get all bouncy and fluttery. Again, it wasn't uncommon but something about the way she shuffled her feet and blushed made him want to break out in a smile and shake his head with a tsk tsk, but she was awfully quiet and didn't seem to say much. "Ms. Grey?" He cocked his head in attitude and stared at her confidently. When she looked his away, a few strands tumbled down her shoulders and she looked very flushed indeed. Jett looked at the expensive Michael Kors watch on his wrist, and held a stern steady gaze. "Would you mind showing me where the cafeteria is? It's too early in the morning not to have breakfast." Though, Mariana had made him breakfast and he had already had his share.

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