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his questions in her head. Dakota just stands in his spot. Harper walks over to him, inches away from his face. Dakota removes his hands from his pockets and stands up straighter.
    “I do,” she says so softly he has to lean toward her face to hear her. “Please stay.” She’s shocked as her voice breaks with emotion. Dakota nods his head and removes his jacket, throwing it on the sofa. Harper laces her fingers through his, and he follows her as she leads them up the stairs to her bedroom.
     
    ***
     
    Jamie
     
    “Food is here,” Aiden calls out from the living area of his hotel suite. Jamie comes from the bathroom and plops down on the sofa. Aiden sits down next to him and hands him a plate and a fork.
    “Thanks,” Jamie says as he takes the items from him. They dig into the room service, piling random things onto their plates. Aiden is the first to get his helping and sits back on the sofa to eat. He watches Jamie as he continues to pile food on his plate and then finally sits back with his father. Aiden laughs.
    “What?” he says, looking at his father and shoving food into his mouth.
    “Your body is a vacuum,” Aiden says, laughing.
    Jamie laughs too. “I’m a growing boy,” he says.
    Aiden nods. “Did you enjoy your summer?”
    Jamie finishes chewing before he answers. “It was good,” he says. “How was California?”
    “It was work,” Aiden says, sighing. “I didn’t have time to do anything, really. Stayed in the office most of the time.”
    “What are you working on right now?”
    “We opened up a second branch of our publishing company over there, and they needed some help setting up.”
    Jamie nods his head. “That was reliable of you,” he says sardonically.
    Aiden ignores him. “So, tell me about your school,” he says.
    “It’s pretty cool. A lot of extracurricular activities, seems like down to earth teachers, and it’s small, so I feel like I won’t be overwhelmed by the people.”
    “I don’t know why your mom insists on keeping you in this small town. What kind of name is Blue Moon for a town? You know, you could always come and live with me in New York.”
    “Thanks for the offer, Dad, but I like Blue Moon, and plus Mom would miss me too much.”
    Aiden nods his head. “You’re right,” he says. “Have you started thinking about college? You could always travel for that.”
    “I was looking at some art schools. Dakota went to Blue Moon Academy of Art. I was thinking about going there so I can stay close to home.”
    “Really? What brought that on? I always thought you favored English like your old man,” he says, shoving him playfully with his shoulder.
    Jamie chuckles lightly. “I spent most of the summer with Dakota.” He pauses to swallow some more food. “I got to shadow him at his photo shoots, and I liked it a lot. It’s fun.”
    “So you want to take pictures for a living?” Aiden says, a little irritated.
    “There is actually a lot more to it than just taking pictures,” Jamie says. “Anyone can take a picture. Not everyone can be a photographer and Dakota thinks I have the talent. We went down to Ocean City, Maryland, and shot for a summer vacation ad and he let me do a few rounds. He said they were good and I had potential.”
    “You can’t possibly be serious about this,” Aiden says cynically.
    “Yes,” Jamie says, leaning over the coffee table to get more food, officially irritated at his father. “Taking pictures for a living as opposed to reading books for a living? Same difference to me, Dad.” Aiden clears his throat and sets his plate down.
    “Well, you have four years to finalize things. Doesn’t matter. I just figured you wouldn’t be influenced by a twenty-three-year-old babysitter, that’s all.”
    “So where do you want me to get my influence from?” he asks.
    “Your father, obviously,” he says, looking at his son.
    “Oh, right, I’m sorry. So after I become an editor, do I automatically spend eight out of twelve