Sold? Oh Please.

Jessie got out of the car, and walked to the other side where Jonathan was standing.

"Thank you so much for today. You really saved me, thank you I'm really grateful." She bowed and smiled at him.​​

Jonathan smiled back, it was hard not to. She had a beautiful smile. "You stay here?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm hiding out at a..." she paused what would she call Jason? What was their relationship? "A friends house" she nodded that's it right? She definitely felt more than friends for Jason but what?

"Really? My older brother leaves in this building." Jonathan laughed.

"Really? well next time you're here you have to introduce me." She smiled.

"We're not that close, next time I come I'll come to see you." He said.

She nodded "sure do that. I'll introduce you to my friend then."

"Well don't forget, you still have you sob story to tell me." He reminded her of the promise she made him during their drive.

"Well you've got my number, when you're free. Due to some circumstances I'm free all the time."

"Better enjoy it, when you return you not have time to even breathe." He warned her in a playful tone.

Jessie froze, suddenly tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Oh my, what's wrong? Are you hurt did I say som...." Jonathan froze as well when the actresses arms wrapped around him and she laid her head against his chest.

His hands hung limp at his sides. He didn't know what to do or how to respond. Should he hug her back? Should he not?

"Thank you, you're the only one that has ever told me I'll make a debut again. Really thank you for believing in me." She said softly, pulling away. She looked up at him with teary eyes.

"I should go, bye, see you again." She laughed walking away.

Jonathan could only manage a smile, wow!

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Jessie wondered what she would tell Jason, it was quite late. And she wasn't holding any bags or anything at all. She hesitated at the door then took the leap of faith and opened the door.

The room was dark, no sound. Maybe she would quietly sneak up and tell him that she came home early and went to bed.

But before she could creep up the stairs the light came on and she froze. Turning slowly she locked gazes with Jason. He was sitting cross legged on the armchair watching her. He got up and started to walk to her, moving in purposeful strides in her direction.

'This is it.' She thought 'I'm busted.'

Jason stopped when he reached her, then he leaned down so he was staring straight at her face, she held her breath waiting for the outburst. It was creepy he hadn't said anything yet. Before she could say anything he burst out laughing.

Jessie frowned, 'what in literally hell?!'

He laughed so much that he leaned back and pointed at her. "Wow!" He clapped. "You need to see your face! Oh my your soooooo cuuuuttteee." He grabbed her cheeks and pulled them.

Jessie shoved him away, "What is wrong with you?!" She yelled moving back with her arms across her chest. Sniffing she finally perceived it, she couldn't smell the alcohol before because she was too busy holding her breath.

Jason pouted and Jessie's heart skipped a beat.

"Why are you pushing me away? Bad girl! I won't be your friend anymore." He frowned and staggered backwards.

"Are you drunk?" She asked the obvious question.

"Of course" He laughed. "And you're so sesssy" he giggled.

Jessie looked at his staggering form and she could not help but laugh.

"Come on let's get you to bed." She smiled.

"No! I don't want to, who are you? I don't go to bed with strangers." He said seriously.

"Ahhh... alright I'm not a stranger come to bed?" She said.

"What? Are you my girlfriend? Of course your so pretty. Oooooh girlfriend" he smiled in a sing song voice.

"I'm not your girlfriend Jason."

"No? Really? Then what are we?" He asked completely oblivious at this point.

Jessie thought about it, what were they?

"Come on" Jason pulled her both literally and away from her thoughts. He pushed her into the couch and sat beside her. "Lemme tell you a secret." He smiled beconning for her to come closer.

"Ahh! My dad made me sad today, his a bad daddy. Will you help me beat him up?" Jason pouted laying his head on her lap.

"Really, is that why you drank so much?" Jessie asked, sighting the empty bottle that once held bourbon.

He nodded, "so will you help me beat my daddy? Wow! Do you know why he scolded me?" He raised his head.

"Why?" Jessie asked humoring him.

"He said I treated my fiancee badly, I left her once when we were having dinner. You see I had to go safe a girl I like, Jessie Marin. Don't tell anyone okay." He sat up and whispered in her ear. "She is supposed to be dead, but I like her. I don't like Patricia, she is bad. She hurt Jessie." He scowled shaking his head. "Patricia is bad, so my daddy said that he would give the company to my junior brother. It made me sad. Really sad." He frowned.

Jessie stared at the man child before her, never in her life would she have imagined Jason had this part of him. First of all, his infamous Fiancee was Patricia? He liked her? Did he really jeopardize his inheritance to save her? Who was this man really? Why did she feel such a pull to him? Why did he do all these things? Making her feel so flustered and weak.

"What are you thinking? Why aren't you saying anything?" He asked, genuinely.

"Are you perhaps enamored by me?" He laughed. "I understand," he flipped his hair. "Most women are totally smitten with me, expect that Jessie!" He shook his head.

Jessie shook her head, he would be so embarrassed when he woke up the next day, she had to bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing.

"What makes you think she isn't smitten by you." She asked.

"She is bad, she keeps ignoring me and pushing me away, and defending other guys." He said pushing his jaw up.

"Really?" he nodded again.

"Awwn you must have had a hard time." She laughed.

"You know I'm starting to remember you, you have the lips" he thumb caressed her lips, "the nose." He tapped her nose. "The eyes" he touched those too. "The skin" he whispered caressing her face, rubbing his thumb back and forth across her cheek.

"Jason" Jessie whispered as she leaned into his touch.

"Shh... don't stop me" he slurred "I'm going to kiss you, don't move away."

"Don't you think it's shameless to use your drunkenness to steal a kiss?" She said softly.

"I don't care, I'll be as shameless as I want. If I get to finally taste does lips of yours. I've been dying to feel them again mine. I want to taste you, I want to taste every inch of you." He stated bluntly with an innocent smile.

Jessie wondered how such and innocent face could utter such intense words. She was shivering at the thought, she too was eager to have him aganist her. The butterflies would not stop erupting and shaking up her entire system. It was so much, she couldn't take it. She needed him, and she needed him now. Being this close to him made her heady with desire, wrapped in his warmth she felt safe and in danger at the same time. His finger left burning trails as he stroked back and forth.

His other arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer to himself.

"Don't stop me" he said.

"I won't."

That was all the permission he needed claiming her lips.

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