Book 2 of the Mayer Familly series.
Jason Mayer is ruggedly handsome and as the oldest of the Mayer siblings he always looked after his younger siblings, playing for the San Diego Chargers Jason has always enjoyed a cushy lifestyle of his celebrity...
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I just got home about an hour ago; once I did, I tucked Luke into bed and went to take a shower, I would have been home earlier, but my parents were asking me 100 questions about Jason and me. I didn't really mention him to them because I wasn't sure how serious he was trying to pursue something with me, but apparently, he was very serious. I couldn't help but feel butterflies. Just thinking about it and him, ever since the night we kissed, we talked and texted whenever we could; I truly did enjoy his conversation, and he was a lot sweeter than I expected him to be.
Throughout this past week, if he called and Luke was around, he was always asking to say hello or talk with him for a bit, and It made Luke smile because he felt included and cared about, which made me happy. As for the late-night calls, they were more flirty, and I would be blushing most of the time, whether if we talked on video or just on the phone. He really did know how to make me feel special; he was funny and knew how to make me laugh. I could see myself easily fall for him, but then I would see Matthew's pictures and wonder, did I really deserve to be this happy?
I am going to try, though, because Jason brings out a person in me that was hidden away many years ago. I remembered a few years ago when I spoke to the grief counselor she said this quote during one of our sessions, "you will be either step forward towards growth, or you step backward into safety" for the past few years, all I been doing in my life was trying to be safe, and for a good reason, Luke needed safety, stability, but he's getting older, and his needs changed, from diapers, food, and clothes to sports, friends and stinky football padding.
My phone dings off in the corner by my nightstand, I looked at it, and it was a text from Jason; I couldn't help but laugh because it was a selfie of him pouting. I gave him a call, and we switched it to video, and I see him smiling back at me through the screen.
"Hey beautiful, you still mad at me," he says, making his eyes big. I laugh at his cuteness. "I was never mad at you, but you were literally going to ask me to date you in front of my parents, who just learned about you."
"Hey, you were giving me those dare me eyes. I saw them," he smiled. "even if I was giving you dare me eyes, don't actually do it!" I laughed. "But beautiful, I never back down from a dare, especially if it is from you," rolling my eyes as he stares back from the screen.
" Ok fine, I dare you never to talk to me again," I say with a sexy smirk.
"Nope, nope, you told me not to do any dares, sorry beautiful," he winks at me, and I start to laugh. "Plus, I don't think that's physically possible; I look forward to hearing from your every day, ever since the first day I met you," I hear him say, causing me to blush.
"It hasn't been that long since we met, plus we barely spoke that first day," I say as I raise an eyebrow. "well, I said what I said, pretty lady, and I ain't changing my mind," he said with no waiver in his voice.
