"Miss Amanda, there is someone here to see you," Maria seemed nervous. "He insisted following up here...."

Webster growled as a thin blonde man entered the bedroom. His dark blue eyes narrowed on the dog as he smiled. "That pooch never did like me."

Amanda swallowed a lump in her throat. "Brandon, what are you doing here?"

"It's been a while," he grabbed her hands. "I've missed you."

She snatched her hands from his. "How in the world did you find me here?"

"It wasn't hard. You used to mention this place all the time when we were going out," he bent toward her but she dodged his kiss.

"Maria, do you mind getting two glasses of tea ready? Brandon and I will be downstairs shortly," Amanda waited for Maria to leave and then faced Brandon.

"She seems very obedient," his eyes were cold as he nodded after Maria. "Did she come with the house?"

"Now I remember why I stopped seeing you," she shoved her hands onto her hips.

"Honey, don't you think it's time our little break was over? I've forgiven you for turning down my wedding proposal, so now we can resume our relationship again. I presume you've realized the mistake you made when you left Chicago...and me, of course."