Gold digger, was what everyone called you when you got married. A cliche story of a young girl who gets with a rich older man. That's never what he saw though. The way you looked into his eyes, the way you touched him, it told him everything.

James had a rough day of work. A rough day of holding his confident smirk so that everyone believed that he had no problems in his life whatsoever and that he could manage a whole company that is his family's legacy.

When he saw you on the couch, his heart felt warm, safe, right away, dropping everything and walking over to wrap his arms around you and nuzzle into your neck, breathing in your scent.