So close

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Jason:

I suck in a deep, I could feel my nerves bubbling, I was currently standing at Amelia-Roses' front door. If her brothers recognize me, that's it game over. I pull the hem of my suit jacket and run a hand through my slicked back hair. Okay, I can do this, I check my gun is still tucked in my waist band. I mean nothing can go wrong anyway right? my men are surrounding this place like bugs. I finally raise my fist and do two steady knocks on the wooden door, I take a step back and wait for it to open.

I door seem heavy as it swings back, standing in front of me is a tall man who looks to have the same features as Amelia, her brother I'm guessing, in fact I'm positive they have the same permanent frown. I clear my throat, he doesn't seem that scary.

"Hi I'm Jason" I extend my hand toward him. He looks me up and down and I can't tell what he's thinking. He looks me in the eyes, he trying to see if I'll back down, I don't find him intimidating though. He shakes my hand with a tight grip.

"Reece, Mia's brother, father. You address me as Sir." He states and let's go my hand. I clench my jaw and give him a tight smile.

"Yes Sir." I raise my eyebrows on sir. He steps out of the way and let's me in, I walk in slowly and pretend to take in the house I've already gotten used to. I can feel his presents behind me. 

"Amelia will be down in a second, would you like a drink?" He questions with no emotion. 

"No, Thanks." I reply dryly. I hear foot steps come out of the living room and in the door way appears another versions on Reece.

"Hi I'm Kyle Mia's other brother." He greets with a warm smile, it seems fake but at least it's better than 'sir'.

 "Nice to meet you I'm Jason." I greet him and he shakes my hand as well.

The bitter sweet voice hits my ears that makes my heart skip a beat interrupts.

"Are you losers finished playing house? Can we leave now?" I try and hold back my smirk but Reece see's it and glares at me, causing my anger to boil and I clench my fists. I turn to face her voice and my all my anger melts she looks beautiful, I bite my lip. She has a cute little smirk on her face knowing she annoyed her brothers. 

"I can easily make sure you don't leave the house." Kyle threatens, which surprises me a bit. She scoffs in reply. 

" Okay so we're leaving no." She rushes and grabs my hand and pulls me toward the door. I feel spark shoot up my wrist. 

"Wait!" A new voice shouts. Amelia groans and rest her head on the door, that we had almost escaped out of. "So close" she whispers to herself with her eyes closed. I squeeze her hand and her eyes open and she look at me through her hair. She look adorable like a kid being told they can't have candy. She heaves her self of the door and we face the new voice, all I can think about her hand still in mine.

"Back by 12, no later." Kyle warns. 

"No funny business." Reece spits glaring at our hands which makes me smirk.

"No alcohol or clubs." Say's the new guy. Who just like all of them, is glaring at me, but there's something else... recognition. Shit! He knows who I am. He narrows his eyes at me.

"I didn't catch your name?" New guy crosses his arms.

"Oh urm it's er-" Thankfully Amelia cut's me off.

"Chase.." She groans. "We're leaving." She states for the second time, but this time she is not kidding. The three men put their hands in surrender. 

"Have fun kiddo." Kyle smirks teasing her. She huffs and again pulls me to the door this time we make it out with success.  

"So.. how about that date?" I tease. She quints her eyes at me. 

"You look beautiful by the way." I wink at her. She faces forward and ignores my compliment, but I still catch her blush.

"Whatever loser."  I hear her huff and she starts to walk to my car. I smile to myself and shake my head.

One of a kind.

I rush after her and open the car door for her to get in.

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Sorry it's short, I'm super busy. I'm going to write the date tomorrow I promise. If I made spelling mistakes I'm sorry haha I didn't check it over.

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