Re: Savannah/Jamie
Jamie accepted the hug, but sighed when she began to speak after. He knew she was right. But, well, he was the one of the three siblings who was the most like their father. He knew that, too. And wasn't proud of it. "My heart isn't ready to accept that I'm older than my father." He was always going to have to be the adult, now. He didn't get to be the child. His father was actually younger now, the one needing guidance he had never been able to give Jamie. He was going to have to act more like his father and pretend he didn't have desires of his own in order to do what was right. "I honestly don't know if I can do this if I let them blend. There's too much baggage there, Savannah, baggage this Harry Potter hasn't earned the weight of, yet."
Sighing, he put his hand over hers where it rested in the crook of his arm. "And now you've met him and seen more of how he affects me." Whether Jamie had wanted it or not. Except for Al, Savannah was the only one who actually knew him there. It was going to happen. One corner of his mouth quirked. "Being his secretary is enough to take all the rest of the shine right off. Or, so I've been told."