Mute.

#JEASON LOVE

Hi, how are you guys doing? How was y'all day, my babies? Did you have a good day? Mine was okay.

I really love you all for reading this book, and i just wanted to say that I appreciate you all for not voting and commenting, but thank you just enjoying this book.

This little added part of the book is dedicated to suckingbieber, thank you for helping me, GURL. you are the best, I know you proud. ❤

I know you've all been waiting for this so, HERE you go. . .a SMALL SMUT/FLUFF SCENE with our babies. #JEASON.

this scene is terrible, don't JUDGE ME.
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"This is beautiful, Justin," Season gasped in awe, her eyes wide with surprise as she was led into Justin's dining room, with his large hands pressed gentle onto her hips, guiding her. He walked into the dining area from behind her, his hands clutching onto the red fabric of Season's dress.

The thin, red fabric stuck to Season's frame, giving Justin a sight, his hazel eyes roaming his girlfriend's figure from the back. Justin only wore a white button up shirt, and black slacks, but he did not feel that he looked as good as his girl did.

"Justin, you are an angel," Season spoke, a smile emitting on her face. She quickly whipped around to look into the eyes of Justin. She reached up to cup Justin's cheeks in her hands, leaning into his face, smelling his sweet cologne. She pecked his lips, closing her eyes as if to relish in the moment. Justin followed her lead, gripping her hips tighter in his hands.

Justin had invited Season over for dinner, and she was definitely surprised when she arrived. The chandelier hanging from the ceiling shone dim lighting, casting down an atmosphere of love and romance. They certainly felt the mood. There were pink and white rose petals delicately placed around the room, on their seats, on the tables, on the floor, on the chandelier.

Season and Justin let go of each other, the love and affection blazing between them. After they pulled away, Justin grabbed onto Season's hand, squeezing it just a bit before ushering her to the table where they would eat their dinner. Season walked along with him, that smile brightening every step she took.

She had never been on any type of date like this, so it was surprising to see how much effort Justin had put into making this special for them both. She surely felt the love.

They got to Season's seat first, but her eyes were still glancing around the room. She had not noticed it, and quietly giggled off her embarrassment. Justin could not help, but dazzle Season with a big grin on his face. He was more than happy to know that Season appreciated the decorations.

Settling into the seat, Season watched as Justin walked to his seat. He sat down, his eyes darting straight to Season's eyes. Their eyes met, and they both exchanged smiles. Right now, Season could not think of anything better.

A while later, they began to eat their dinner, a comfortable silence drifting between them when their conversation was low. Overall, the chicken alfredo that Justin served was extremely good. Season made a mental note to have Justin cook for her again. . .

Soon after their dinner, Season had slipped away from Justin, and was now standing in the middle of his bedroom. Justin had moved out of his parents home almost two months ago, and Season thought that a little exploring was not a bad thing. She had made up a small lie, telling Justin that she need to go to the bathroom, but she walked straight into his bedroom without a care in the world.