His Toy (Book #1)

Movies and Naps

In the morning, when I woke up, I felt warmth all around me.

I tried to turn around, but my back pressed up against something hard.

Confused, I looked behind me as best as I could, and saw Mason.

I had forgotten I had fallen asleep in his room!

I sighed, and reached down by my waist. Placing my hand on his and slowly moving it off of my waist, I scooted away from him.

I stood up and went over to his closet and grabbed a sweatshirt. After I had slipped it on over my exposed torso, I walked out of his room and downstairs.

As soon as I walked out of his room, the smell of eggs, bacon, and pancakes filled my senses, blocking out everything else.

"That smells really good!" I said as I walked into the kitchen.

Jackson jumped and a laugh escaped me.

"Reagan, how lovely to see you." He said; a light irritation in his voice.

He doesn't like being scared.

"Eh, you know you love me." I said, and made myself comfy sitting on the counter by where he was working.

"Yea, I do; and you're lucky I do."

I rolled my eyes but a smile grew on my lips.

"Uh! And why's that?" I said, a laugh ruining my scheme to pretend to be hurt by the comment.

He laughed but didn't look up at me. He continued to make pancakes and every now and then he would check the oven to make sure that the bacon didn't get burned.

"Because, well, you know that I wouldn't be your friend if I didn't love you."

"Oh? Is that right?"

"Yes, that is right."

"Well, then, yes I'm lucky that you love me."

He finally looked up at me, a smile growing on his lips. I could see warmth in his eyes when he looked at me, but I honestly didn't know why. I mean, yes I knew that he liked me, but he knew we couldn't be together because of Mason.

I don't even know who I have feelings for anymore. Do I like Jackson or Mason? Well, when I first came here, I definitely didn't like Mason, but he's starting to prove to me that I'm not just a toy to him. Maybe we could be more than what he got me for.

And then there's Jackson. Yes I like him, but I don't really know about us anymore. Is it just because I don't like the idea of falling for the man who sent people to kidnap me and kill my mother. Or is it because maybe Jackson and I aren't really as compatible as I thought we could have been?

What am I going to do?

"Reagan?"

Jackson's voice pulled me out of my teenage girl drama. I looked at him to find him watching me in confusion.

"What?" I asked.

"N-Nothing. It's just that you seemed like you were arguing with yourself and it didn't look like a pleasant topic.

"Oh." I laughed.

"Well, I kind of was arguing with myself." I admitted.

"About what?"

"Just about girl stuff." I replied.

He looked like he wanted to ask me something else but Mason walked into the kitchen, stopping him from speaking his mind.

"What are we having for breakfast?" he asked.

"Pancakes, eggs and bacon." Jackson replied.

"That sounds good." Mason said and then walked over to the counter, where I was sitting.

His hands found my hips and his grip became tight as he lifted me up off of the counter and set me down on the floor. He reached for my hand and then started pulling me out of the kitchen.

"Just bring our food into the living room when it's ready." Mason called out.

"What are we going to be doing in the living room?" I asked.

"Watching movies; duh!"

I stuck my tongue out at him and he chuckled.

He went and picked out a movie while I made myself comfy on the couch.

"What are we watching?" I asked.

"You'll see." He said.

I sat up slightly from my laying down position and stared at him.

"Last time you said that, it was a horror movie." I stated.

"Well, I promise that this isn't a horror movie." He said.

"How do I know that I can believe you?" I questioned him.

"You don't."

I over-exaggerated the sigh that escaped my mouth as I slumped back against him and let his arm wrap around my waist. He just chuckled.

Thankfully he was telling the truth. It wasn't a horror movie, it was something way better. We were watching 'Ted'.

"I love this movie!" I yelled as soon as the title appeared.

"Good, because so do I."

Jackson brought us our food, and it was delicious! We laughed so much during the movie that my abdominal muscles were extremely sore.

"I pick the next one!" I said as soon as the movie was over.

I jumped up and took Ted out of the DVD player and put it back into its case. Then I went to the self and returned it to its spot and picked out one of my favorite movies. I put it in the DVD player and then went back to the couch.

"What'd you put in?"

"You'll see." I told him, a smile playing on my lips.

"That is my line." He said.

"Not anymore." I replied.

We both laughed and then turned our attention back to the screen.

"Pitch Perfect! Really?"

"Yes, now shush and... watch." I pushed play right as the word 'watch' came out of my mouth.

He muttered something about this being a super girly movie and how the singing was annoying, which made me laugh. But you see, the thing is, he ended up knowing just about every song and even some of the lines throughout the movie.

We had a singing contest, and let me tell you... he's good!

After Pitch Perfect was done, I put it away and then went back to the couch and lay back down. His arms wrapped around me and I snuggled into him. I closed my eyes and let myself fall asleep.

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