Chapter 24

Dear Becky...

The next morning,

she opened her eyes slowly to smell the familiar after-shave scent in her nose, she almost yelped loudly when she found James Miller hunched over her.

“Had a good sleep last night Ms. Beckett?” he asked as he studied Becky's face which looked naturally beautiful even when she had just woken up from a long sleep.

Becky gulped, “Yes, Mr. Miller," she answered almost in a whisper.

"Get up, we're going back to LA," he said, straightening himself.

"Now?" asked Becky in surprise, as she got up from the sofa she was even more surprised that she had accidentally dropped a large blanket. Did James Miller cover her with a blanket last night?

"Yeah, we'll be heading to the airport in thirty minutes," said James Miller nonchalantly. Becky took a deep breath, couldn't he have woken her up earlier?

"Are you wondering why I didn't wake you earlier?" muttered James as if he could read her mind.

Becky was completel