Match Made In Heaven - Jason McCan Love Story

Chapter 7 What's The Difference Between A Apple And A Banana

"It's not what it looks like!" I yelled in panic.

"Who the fuck you get this from," He yelled back.

"Why would I tell you". I screamed now getting my clothes together.

He came close to me and held me in a choke position. I was pushed on the bed and his hands where around my neck.

He looked at me with dead eyes,

And I was scared. How could I forget I had cocaine with me?

Oh yeah maybe cause I'm to drunk to know the difference between a apple and a banana…

"P-please," I whispered. He was so harsh on me, he was about to fuck me a minute ago and now he's ready to kill me.

He looked at me. And suddenly his eyes grew big. The darkness in it faded and he let go.

He sat on me and I went to sit so we were face to face, I hugged him.

He was shocked, but my emotions where all over the place. I mean I'm hugging the guy who almost kills me…

I'm so dumb, oh and stupid.

"Thank you," I whispered.  He didn't say anything or move. When he suddenly began to hug back.

I pulled away slowly trying to not change his mind in killing me.

And we looked at each other.

I looked in his beautiful brown orbs and he looked in my… eyes.

But he looked so fascinated by them, I felt special for a moment. And my cheeks started to burn again.

I still looked at him and got closer, so close I touched his nose.

"Hmm, Jane what do you to me…" He whispered.

I tried to over win this weird 'vibe we were in, and I kissed him.

He didn't kiss back first, in surprise or confusion.

When I cupped his face he finally kissed back, hard.

Our tongues were fighting each other and I finally gave up. He smiled through the kiss.

And I wanted to lean on my back on the bed when he stopped.

"No, I can't do this." He said.

"W-what? why?" I asked.

"Because I thought I was fucking a naive but extremely sexy college girl," He sighed as he continued.

"Not some drug dealer. Look we both get in trouble for this, and if I didn't like you, you would be lying here dead ten minutes ago."

I was turning red as I noticed I was holding my breath.

"I see," I said while I stood up and got changed.

He sighed as he put on his jeans but not his shirt. Maybe he' staying here for the night.

He walked to the door, and said "Too bad I bought a room with a view over the city so we could watch the sky and see the reflection of the city light while we would've fucked, and fall asleep with them." I nodded and gave him a apologetic smile.

He came close and pushed me against the wall while I felt a cold metal against my head.

"Look I don't know if you know me. The real me. If you do don't ever tell anyone that or I'll swear," He shacked his gun against my head, and I just nodded again.

He puts the gun down and cupped my face and hungrily kissed me.

I didn't want to, he really has mood issues He's so turned on five minutes then he wants to kill than fuck then kill, like what?