The next morning I walked in the kitchen completely content mostly from last night’s episode with Jason and I even found myself humming which is something I rarely do. It’s funny though because if someone told me last week that Jason and I would be in this position, I would laugh in their face and tell them to stop smoking crack. But now I find myself… lusting after him? I know I don’t feel anything but that because I’m not stupid enough to fall for a player even though I was stupid enough to fall for that cheater Braydon. I think it’s the whole golden boy look he had going on.
I noticed a post-it-note on the fridgerator door and I already knew it was either from dad or Madeline.
Behave while we are gone
I scrunched the paper up and threw it at the trashcan that was only a few feet away. I wonder what she meant by behaving because when it comes to Jason and I, there would always be some misbehaving. Oh damn, I need to get these sinful thoughts out of my head because this not the real Blake Mitchell. The real Blake Mitchell is afraid to make-out with her boyfriend in public and doesn’t want to take their relationship to the next level.
All these thoughts were put aside when I decided to make pancakes for Jason and I. I’m not the best cook in the world but I think I can manage some pancake batter mixed with water.
When I was done with stacking the pancakes into one plate, I decided to award myself by making some bacon because I am proud to say that I did not burn as much pancakes as I anticipated.
Jason walked in the kitchen shirtless, moments after the bacon was cooked and I was settling the orange juice carton and whipped cream on the table.
“Looks great Blake,” he complimented, planting a sloppy kiss on my forehead and plopped himself on a chair. He didn’t say anything else as he started stuffing the pancakes down his throat.
After breakfast, I decided to take a shower because I felt sweaty and sticky after being in the kitchen. I went up to my room and quickly grabbed my toilettes and made my way into the bathroom. I slipped out of my clothes and stepped into the shower. I let the water run over me.
My mind somehow wondered off to Braydon as I washed my back with the scrubber. Why is that bastard lingering in my mind? I need to forget about him but I know I can’t. We’ve dated for three years for God sakes; did that mean nothing to him? What was going through his mind when he was fucking that bitch? Certainly not me!
I don’t want to think about him anymore and I think I know the perfect solution.
“Jason!” I yelled, pushing the shower curtain to the side. Please let him be in his room so he could hear me.
“What?!” He yelled moments after.
“What?” He asked again, walking in the bathroom. I noticed how he tried but failed to not stare at my boobs. I would think he would know by now that I wouldn’t care if he stared at my boobs.
“Come take a shower with me.” I said seductively, wagging my eyebrows.
I probably look stupid or funny doing it cause that got me a laugh from him. “Okay.”
He was still shirtless so all he had to do was take off his pants and boxers. He stepped into the shower with me and all thoughts of Braydon vanished out of my mind.
He grabbed my neck and pulled me closer to him and forced his lips upon mines. We both pulled away at the same to catch our breath.
|Elena Satine||as Blake Mitchell|
|Phoebe tonkin||as Ashley Jones|
|Bryan Fisher||as Jason Miller|
|Chris Zylka||as Braydon Harris|
|Asher Book||as Dave|
|Abbie Cobb||as Nicole Fisher|