"The thought of settling down scares me." He pauses, "I guess doing, Er... what I do, it just makes me feel that I won't ever have to settle down. I still have a chance to live out my life and not have to be tied down by someone. Doing this, it makes sure that i don't meet her, that it won't ever go further than a one day thing, that I won't find her, and that I can stay free and not have to worry about whether she will leave me alone or hurt me. I can't do that to myself. I can't put myself through losing her. I don't want to take the risk, and plus, I will never be good enough for her, whoever she would be. She deserves so much better than me." He admits. I soften. I never knew he had that side. I thought he would come up with a stupid answer like "Its fun" or "I just haven't found the right one yet." I'm beginning to like him a lot more, that is until he added, "However, I am also Aidan Johnson. Player, smoking hot billionaire. I can get any girl I set my sight on. Why shouldn't?

As I walk into the office, and I finally manage not to stumble. I have almost mastered the art of working in heels. It's learnt skill. Today, Aidan made me wear high heeled boots, and a turtle neck dress which is actually really pretty. It's navy blue, and the ankle boots match perfectly. They are actually really pretty. It's flippon cold outside though, so I have a coat on, along with a scarf. i sit down and busy myself with my work. i was just about to call back another company who had asked for an appointment, when I am interrupted. "You must ne Gale." A voicded says and my head snaps upwards. It's Airah Fosters. Aidan's sister. i smile. "The one and only!" I grin. "You must be Airah. Congratulations on your wedding!" I smile and stand up to work over to her. The resemblance between the Johnsons siblings is undeniable. Airah is a female version of Aidan. She is shorter though, and more petite, while Aidan is more well built and towers over me. Her blue eye

It's beautiful. It is a flpping huge mansion. Theo squeals in awe, "Look at it mommy! It;s so big! Even bigger than our house!" I smile at how cute he is. I park in the drive. I unbuckle him ffrom his car seat and grap his bags. I take his hand and lead him to the front door. "Is this Mr. Boss man's house?" He asks. "No. This is his mommy and daddy's house. We are coming to visit them and Mr. Boss Man." I smile silly to myself as I think about his innocent made uo nickname. The doorb opens to reveal a causally dressed Aidan. I realise now that I forgot to change. The hassle of having a child. I have a grey beanie on, a pink sweater, and on top of that, a black jacket, and finally blue jeans, whick are paired with some high heeled boots. Aidan has cancelled the dress thing because as it gets colder, the more impossible it becomes to keep waem in a dress. Nevertheless, the whole high heel thing became worse. He is now forcing me to wear six inches, He pulls me in for a hug. "H