Meg
“Beckett, please bud. Pick up your toys!” I shouted down the hallway to his room. This was the third time I had stepped on a Lego and I was going to lose my mind if I did it again.
It's been 3 days since we got home from Richmond and I won't lie if I said it felt awkward after spending the whole weekend with Jude, and I'm not saying that just because of the night we spent together.
Jude really was surpassing every expectation I had of him. He made me laugh, he played with Beckett. We spent time together and not just between the sheets. The media had painted him as this s*x, drug, and Alcohol crazed lunatic millionaire when to me, to us, he was just Jude. He was normal. He never had more than one drink at a time from what I noticed and I never saw any indication of drugs.
So was it
