PERFECT MATCH

16 - Same Space

Day 2, Night 3
Jason's POV

I waltzed out of the closet into the room, my white towel around my waist. Mabel tossed on the bed, sleeping in a really crazy position with her legs spread and her head buried in the pillow. I thanked God she chose pj's for the first time. I was up since it was dark and now the day was almost breaking so I knew it was time for work.

After checking my laptop, I closed it and slowly made quiet steps to the bathroom. I didn't want to wake Mabel, we stayed up late trying to figure out what to eat plus she had done enough.

"Why am I waking up to a half naked you?"

What?

I stopped in my tracks and my gaze fell on Mabel who now sat up on the bed, the blanket tossed aside.
She had a swollen face but she still glowed, her eyes were tired but I could see the glint in them and I loved the way her messy hair fell over her face. It was too damn sexy!

"Why are you dressed this way? You think you can go around seducing me so I can have sex with you?"

Oh God! I placed my hand on my waist.

"I don't know what you are talking about. I just want to have my bath, that's it."

She scoffed, her arms were now folded.  "We had a deal."

"Right that!" I pointed my finger. "See you didn't agree to my terms so there is no deal."

"I can't believe I'm doing this, this early." I heard her mutter.  "How the hell am I supposed to resist all of this?" I watched her intense gaze travel from my chest and stop at my waistline, I saw how bad she wanted her eyes to stray.

"You're attracted to me huh." I teased, having an arrogant smirk.

"Eww no!" She cringed. "You're not my type."

Her lies made me laugh, I ignored her and continued walking to the bathroom.

"Okay, I'm also not attracted to you so we are even." I told her before entering the bathroom and shutting the door.

"You can't go around looking like that, Jason!" She screamed and I heard but it was muffled.

If I'm not her type, why is my body making her so uncomfortable? I wasn't attracted to her though.

My eyes scanned the large bathroom, the floor was made of white marble tiles with a black design, the drawers were white, the bathtub white and large enough to contain two people. Lilly said I was obsessed with white but I was just a lover of neutral colors.

I stood in front of the sink, staring at the large mirror. I admired how beautiful of a man I am, taking in my reflection. When I realize how much time is passing I grab my brush and I find the paste lying in the sink. Inside the sink! When I pick it up, I am irritated. How could she use toothpaste like this? From the middle?

I scoff, gripping the sink tightly as I bent my back looking myself in the mirror. I stand upright and throw the toothpaste in the nearest dust bin. My instincts tell me to let the matter rest but I disagree, so I start heading to the door, I open the door and I find Mabel at the window.

"Really Mabel!" She flinched at the sound of my voice. Why am I mad?

"Ever heard of something called, 'speak to someone with respect'," She rolled her eyes and I knew she was pissed.

I scoffed and she stared at me in confusion. "Who the hell presses a toothpaste from the middle, instead of the bottom?" I pinched the bridge of my nose.  "In this time and year!" I placed my hand on my waist.