“It is okay,” she croaked out. “I just…I can’t believe she is here. After all this time she was still in New York, making a new life.” Her eyes started to tear up again.

“Jenna, look at me.” With one finger, I lifted her chin. “I will not let that woman near you, okay? I will make sure she doesn’t hurt you again.” I stared hard into her eyes. I wanted her to trust me on that.

“I…thank you,” she whispered. Without thinking, I softly pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“Let’s get you changed.” I stepped back and held out my hand for her. I held back a grin as she put her hand in mine without hesitating. “Here, you can put these on.” I dropped a pair of boxers and a grey shirt in her hands.

“I can just go to my room,” she said.

“No, you are staying in here tonight,” I replied, my voice firm. “I won’t look.” Turning my back to her, I heard her struggling to get the zipper on her dress undone. I turned around and bit back a smile as she let me move around her. When I put my hands on her shoulders, I felt her shiver slightly. Slowly I unzipped her dress, trailing my fingertips along with it. I couldn’t resist touching her bare skin. With the dress unzipped, I reached back up and unclasped the necklace. Being so close to her and her almost naked, all I wanted to do was take her back to the bed and have my way with her. I made myself pull away from her with a groan. Once again I turned my back on her so she could get dressed.

“I am done,” she said in a soft tone a minute later. Seeing her in my clothes made me happy. And she looked good in them. The shirt was big and hung on her small frame, making it seem like she didn’t have the boxers I gave her on. When I grabbed her hand once more, I realized it was starting to become natural. I took her back into my bedroom. I watched her jump on my bed and groan. My bed was definitely comfortable.

“I am going to go change. Just lay down and relax,” I said as she lay on my huge bed, which made her look tiny. I headed back to my bathroom to wash my face and quickly change. When I reemerged, I found Jenna deep in thought. I slid into bed, and she shifted to look at me.

“What were you thinking about?” I asked. I let any comments slide, as she was staring at my chest.

“Just about my mother. That’s all,” she said.

“Don’t think about her, Jenna. She doesn’t deserve you.” I meant every word. Jenna did not deserve what her mother had done to her. She deserved a lot better.

“Thank you, Liam. I am sorry we had to leave the Benefit. And that I cried all over your shirt,” she mumbled softly.

“Don’t worry about it. The Benefit is fine without me, and that shirt was old anyways,” I said, waving it away and sending her a smile. I watched as her eyelids started to droop and a yawn escaped her lips. “Just go to sleep. I got you,” I said, bringing my arms around her and holding her close to my chest. She curled up against me, and I sighed. She fit perfectly against me. Everything about her was perfect.

Long after she fell asleep, I couldn’t help but think of the future. Before Jenna, all I wanted was to take over the business and that was it. I did not want a marriage or someone to be tied down with. But now, getting to know her and be around her, I was starting to think differently. I wanted her in my life. Instead of ruining it like I always did, maybe this time I should start to make an effort. With that in mind, I whispered goodnight to Jenna, planting a kiss on top of her head and eventually drifting off to sleep.