Jamee's P.O.V

"I'm worried, Jamee. What took you so long?" he asked and his voice laced with concern. His arms wrapped tightly around my body, letting me know that he was worried.

"I'm sorry, I got lost," I replied tiredly. I was not lost on my way home, I was lost in my world at the orphanage I came from. There were new kids since the last time I was there and I played with them for some time.

"I'm moving in." That statement made us break apart. I looked at her like she was just bluffing. What was she talking about now?

"Says who?" James' hard tone made me...