Revenge is sweet. But love is sweeter (A Jason McCann Story)

So... Is that a yes?

~Abbie's POV~

I looked up to find a red faced Jason in the door way of the living room. "What do you want?" I asked snottily. " Um, Abbie, I have a question for you." he replied quietly, almost as if it would hurt to say it any louder. "Yeah, and I have a question for you." I waited a second to see if he had anything to say, I took his silence as the key to keep going. "When are you going to realize that you're hurting me emotionally? you can't keep playing me like this! One minute I'm a prostitute the next you're treating me like I can't take care of my damn self! Get your head out of your ass and tell me what's going on! Should I leave right now? Or should I stay and risk myself getting hurt even worse?" I paused for a second debating it in my head. "I think I'll go, I can tell when I'm not wanted."

~Jason's POV~

"I think I'll go, I can tell when I'm not wanted."  Not wanted? "Wait Abbie!" she turned and looked at me "You are wanted! Your more than wanted your needed! I need you and you should know that! I need you to stay with me, and I know I should selfish right now but-" I cut myself off and caught her gaze "Well I'm waiting??" she asked " I could die without you..." I said quietly, afraid of her response. She just stared at me, wide eyed and shocked. " I.. I need to go."  she stuttered "Wait Abbie, before you go" I took the last strides, appearing right in front of Abbie. I grabbed her chin softly, stroking her jawline with my thumb. I leaned in slowly, placing my lips on hers, moving my lips slow and gently, I kept going even though she wasn't returning the gesture. I traced my tongue along her bottom lip, asking for entrance, when she accepted it took me by surprise. I was even more surprised when she hung her arms loosely around my neck, one hand playing with the hairs on the back of my head. I began walking towards the closest wall pressing her up against it. Placing my hands on the back of her thighs I lifted her up before moving my kiss to her jaw line tracing kisses down to her neck.

~Abbie's POV~

I rapped my legs around his waist as he traced open mouth kisses down my jawline to my neck. As a moan escaped my lips, I found my self tugging at the hem of his shirt, taking my hint he removed it before speaking. "Why don't we take this upstairs?" he smirked "I don't know, I've never done it on the kitchen counter." I spoke innocently "Well, you won't be able to say that anymore" he spoke before carrying me to the kitchen.      

 A.N- Hey guys! I know I said I needed 5 votes and 3 comments to post the past chapter and this one but I got 9 votes so I was fine without the comments. I was going through that stats again and I have 52 reads! I'm so surprised each time I get a read or vote. Thanks for reading guys! I'll post more over the weekend 'cause I got nothing better to do. So I'll see you guys tomorrow; or later tonight, depending on how bored I get. Thanks for the votes again!

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~Carly