Sold? Oh Please.

After Butler Choi walked out of the room, Jason leaned into his chair his hands around his head. "Pleased?" He asked.

Jessie frowned as she blinked at him. "Anyone ever told you you're an ass?" She asked.

"Only everyone, but I have a feeling that won't be a problem?" He almost laughed. 

She narrowed her gaze at him and turned to walk out of the room but his outstretched held her in place hindering every movement. With a snap she turned to give him an angry glare but she couldn't muster up the anger when she meet with his own gaze.

He looked at her the way he always did, with such desire... what changed? She wondered. The atmosphere of the room wasn't like this, it was earlier that static electricity that cackled silently and invisibly. How easily it was to just change like flipping a switch, she felt hot. He eyes held intensity, they held lust, they held... passion. But it was more, right now it was more, there was a depth she had never seen before.

It made her lightheaded and breathless, this was deeper than mere physical attraction, their relationship certainly progressed past physical attraction. But this... right here, was suffocating and freeing at the same time. It was a promise with so much conditions, it was difficult and it was easy.

He loved her, she knew but this was even more. There was a substance to him that wasn't there before. It was almost like he looked at her with those pure, naive and innocent eyes he had glazed over when he had one of his episodes. But this was her Jason, but the regular emotionless darkness was gone and here was only longing and want.

And it was not only the desire, he looked at her as if he needed her. Like he needed oxygen, with acceptance of his hopeless faith the moment she was lost. 

Something changed, she didn't quite realise it but Jason changed. It happened over time but she knew this was the defining moment. He was not that obnoxious sociopath she met, that was so hard to like. This was... she felt this was Jason. This was who he really was, he wasn't cold and ire filled. He was passionate and selfless when he cared.

And God help her he cared. 

Unconsciously he pulled her in. She drew closer to him, the only sound in the room the crackling of wood in the fireplace. The room was dark, except for the crude highlighting the fire offered. 

Even that looked flattering on Jessie, the way the fire left highlights and shadows on her skin. Even though the water had dried up her skin still glistened. Her hair hung in wet tendrils framing her slender face, her lips parted and wet. The tip of her nose and cheeks rich with colour. And those eyes, that peered so curiously making him wonder what she was thinking. She was always thinking something. 

The atmosphere was too heavy, they both felt the weight and it was honestly more. As she finally reached him, she pulled one never ending, slender leg over his lap, and crossed the other one over it. Leaning into him she cupped his cheeks and rubbed her thumb left, right, across the small of his cheek. Smoothing who knows what.

As both the breaths intermingled, and she placed her forehead aganist, he thought his chest and body would explode from the build up. He felt like a flooding dam, flooding with emotions that should be foreign to him but they felt oddly familiar. 

She didn't move to kiss him, even though the distance was almost nonexistent. He didn't either, this moment was intimate beyond physicality. 

"You came here for something, what is it?" He said in an effort to distract her. She was getting to hot, and he worried for both of them.

"..." her mind went blank. She came here for something. Pushing herself up but not to far, she did it so she could look into his eyes. "A bug." She said softly, digging her hand into her pocket.

"I was almost electrocuted to death, this was in my hair." She stated. Noticing the brief, almost as if the look didn't happened but she saw it anyway. The look of recognition. And her suspicion was confirmed. 

You know that switch? It flipped. The air was thick with emotion, that didn't change but even while they loved each other to death she hated him in that moment. 

Pushing of him she tried to distance herself in order to clear her mind, and organize her anger. Like that helped, is was as though he cast a spell in the air. As she breathed it was only him.

But she was too stubborn to succumb. "You bugged me didn't you?" She asked.

His silence answered her question, he didn't say a thing, didn't make a move but she knew.

"Not going to say anything?" She asked.

"I did it for your protection." He stated curtly. 

"You already sent that giant man to follow me, which normal human being would take a look at Sebastian and still imagine hurting me?" She huffed in anger.

Jason sighed inwardly. "You're not aganist normal human beings Jessie."

"Who are you referring to? The Lees? They wouldn't hurt me or attack so randomly. I only needed protection aganist random people that feel wronged by everything. You had no right to listen in on my conversation!" She yelled. 

"All I wanted was for you to be safe! You said it your self, that woman is a cheater, she shouldn't be trusted." 

Jessie bit her lips and clenched her fists in frustration and anger. "That is not what I meant! You know that."

"I don't... I never trusted anyone, I'm not about to start most especially where it concerns you!" He said firmly, sitting almost unaffected while she stood a few steps quaking with anger.

"I'm not an egg Jason! You don't have to baby me, I'm a grown woman and I am stronger than that for goodness sake!" She almost pleaded.

"Well I don't care if you indestructible!" He yelled getting up as well. "I love you Jessie, that means I will go to the end of the world to keep you safe. To keep you with me." 

"Still..." she shook her head. "This is too much."

"It isn't anything comparable to what I am willing to give up for you." He stated firmly as he walked to her.

"Jason..." she breathed out, her anger cracking.

"It wasn't too much to force me to put on an oxygen mask even after you confirmed I was fine." He said. "I hoped you would understand, you've felt it before. That terror that grips you when I'm not fine. When I'm in trouble. Understand where I'm coming from. This isn't out of context because you have actually been in trouble before Jessie. Too many times for me to remain normal, for me to know that there is a thing called boundaries. You know what I mean." He explained as he moved closer to her.

Jessie blinked at him, she couldn't say anything because for the first time she understood where he was coming from. If nothing, this night was enough to spook her the hell out.

So she didn't fight him when he lead her to the couch by the fire. She didn't complain when he sat and pulled her down with him. Even liked it when he snuggled and buried his head into the crook of her neck.

But something came to her admist all this. There were no boundaries with protecting what you love. That was good to know, she should call Katherine tomorrow... ask her if she knows any good therapists.