Chapter 1

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^^^^^^^^Angelina Jolie as Delaney Timberland.

Jackson POV

"Are you ready? It's almost time for you to go up" My sister says to me.

"Yea just give me a minute," I say Putting on my suit and dress shoes.
Yep, it's almost time I have to give a speech about my work and I am nervous like crazy. I've been practicing for days on end to get this thing perfect. I still feel like it is not good enough.

"Don't worry about it?" my sister says seeing how nervous I am, guess I said the last part out loud "It'll only be for 40 minutes it will fly by before you know it."

"Oh yeah that's great just tell me how much time I have to embarrass myself "

"How about when you go up you look at me it will be fine." My sister still trying to reassure me.

Trying to shake off the feeling I have inside my stomach.

I go up to the stage and look out for my sister but stop when something catches my eye. Or should I say someone.

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"You see, you did great."

"I guess so," I say

I can't help but think of the woman I saw in the crowd. Nice olive skin, long brown hair, wicked eyes and her mouth just looks so kissable. After I was done with the presentation I started looking for her, but I am stuck, defeated after not seeing her in the next ten minutes.

We get ready to leave when I hear a voice behind me.

"Hello, Mr. Jackson?"

I turn around to see who it is. And I gasp lightly.

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Delaney POV

"Hello, Mr. Jackson?" I say

He turns around and the look on his face is shock

"That is me." he says. I can tell he's trying to look calm and not stare.

"Hi, I'm Miss. Anderson,"I say while shaking his hand. "I was just wondering if we could exchange contacts. I really like your speech and I do the same line of work we could get a coffee or go get lunch sometime."

I hope he says yes because me following him from outside of the building would not have been worth it.

"Oh really is that so?" he asks and I nod "Well then I think we better." On the inside, I'm squealing but on the out, I give him my number he gives me his.

"You better call or I might have to stalk you "he jokes

I will  pretty boy, you don't have to worry bout a thing.

"Well sorry for taking up your time; I'll see you around." I say walking away

This is going to be interesting.

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