She rested against him, her head falling back onto his shoulder. Jackson circled his arms about her waist, sliding up and over her chest. His lips wer...n’t idle; they placed tiny hot kisses on her shoulder, up the back of her neck, his breath made Sophie’s knees weak. Seven, eight, nine, they still had three more floors to go. “Have you been a good girl for Daddy while you’ve been gone?” His voice was low and sent ripples through Sophie’s body. “Define “good”” Jackson laughed; his baby girl had. Bramm was at home? What if her daughter was at home? What if she had been drunk when she’d told me to call her Cindy? What if she wasn’t drunk and had since changed her mind? I contemplated pushing the envelope through the letterbox without even ringing the doorbell, but finally I decided that I would play it cool. I pressed the doorbell and waited for someone to respond. “Hi Lex, come on in,” Mrs. Bramm beckoned, “your mom said you would be coming.” She was wearing a light-blue silk bathrobe. She warned me that I would feel something cold as she cleaned the area she needed to get to. I flinched as she started and she again reassured me that it was ok. She did a through job and then looked at me an explained that it will feel very odd and possibly sting a little but that she would try to make it ask quick as she could. I hear the crinkle of the plastic being opened and decided to just close my eyes. I minute or so passed and she said take a nice long deep breath and let it out. As I. " Oh, my God," Tiffany relied, with the look of grief that said she hadjust learned that her favorite idol had died. "It was such a shock for us all, we loved her so much. It took monthsbefore we were able to get over her death, she was a special woman.Getting back to you Tiffany, I would be more than pleased to representyou, and to be perfectly honest I think you will be a bigger star thanNatalia. Where did you model before?" I've never modeled before. I went to classes to learn how but I've.