Match Made In Heaven - Jason McCan Love Story

Chapter 11 - Secrets

“Oh Jane, you don’t know what you’re saying.” Jason mumbled still with his forehead against mine, which made me feel his hot minty breath on my skin and gave me shivers. “But I do,” I said pulling my head back a little to look him in the eyes. “Look you don’t know me, or at least the real me, Behind the mask. I am not the man for you, but somehow I just can’t stay away from you. If you haven’t noticed already.” He hesitated before walking up to me again. Oh Jason I know a lot more about you than you know Was the only sentence that repeated itself over and over in my mind. “Then don’t” He looked speechless for a moment his eyes where wide open boring into mine. “You don’t know what you’re saying.” “Then explain it to me.” I said we just stare at each other neither of us making a single move.

“I, I just want you to know that you have something I never seen before. And I don’t want to loose it, you. I don’t want to loose you Jane.” He stopped and walked back a bit. “ Tomorrow I want you to join me for dinner... There are things you need to know before you can say anything like that to me.”

“Why can’t you just tell me now?” I say a little to harsh. “Because I’m trying to enjoy a peaceful night, and your company. And when I tell you you’ll probably never want to see me again.” My eyes were wide open and my hands we’re sweaty. I know Jason McCann was a number one bomber but would it be that bad? “Fine,” Was all I finally brought out.

“Now let me show you to you’re room miss. Hill.” Jason said with a smirk across his face. “But you, yo-“I was cut off by him. “What you think that because I let you sleep in my room one day it’s yours now?” He sighed and continued.  “Look I never share my bed with anyone. And what happened today should’ve never happened, especially since you don’t know me it’s better to be separated for a while.” I don’t know why but it felt like a punch in the throat when he said that. I silently walked behind him, twirling my hair while I followed his footsteps.

“Here’s your room Miss. Hill” He said while opening white wooden double doors. “Jason it’s beautiful.” I managed to say while I walked in. White walls with one big window, a carpet made of cow skin, white wooden floor, a big chandelier. And a white king sized bed. This is what heaven must look like I thought. “Yeah, it’s not that bad.” He shrugged while he smiled at me. “Thanks Jason,” I said walking over to him while his eyes where glued onto mine, I wrapped my arms around him. He was a little shocked but hugged me back almost immediately. One hand held my head while he caressed my hair. I pulled away and smiled at him. “Goodnight Jane.” He said before walking out.

I woke up while the sunlight hit my skin. I rubbed my eyes and slowly got out of this huge heavenly bed. I walked over to the bathroom with a white oversized t-shirt that hung loosely over my body. I went to the shower, and let the warm water glide over me. I noticed there where strawberry scented soap’s and shampoo. I rubbed my long hair with the strawberry sweet scent and scrubbed the soap deep into my skin. Leaving me feeling baby soft. I got out and walked over to the closet. Hmm he really had everything taken care of, from make up to jewellery, from clothes till body care. He even bought me fucking tampons. I felt a heat rush come over my cheeks as I picked up the tampons. I just hope he let the lady bought it. And NOT him. I picked up light skinny jeans, a light pink blouse and some light pink heels. I put my hair in a messy bun, and some light make up.

I walked downstairs as I noticed Jason was nowhere in sight. I walked over to the kitchen as my stomach started to growl like a lion. The ‘red haired woman’ was as busy as ever cooking al sort of thing’s, maybe since it’s almost new years. Jason wanted her to make something special? “Uhm ma’am?” I asked walking up to the kitchen counter.

“Oh, you woke up my dear, please call me Miss. Smith.” I smiled at her. “Miss. Smith” I repeated. “So what can I make for you dear.” I wasn’t used to all this attention, or almost motherly behaviour like. But it wasn’t bad I admired her kindness. “Uhm some eggs and bacon will do fine.” I said to her. “Drink?” she asked. “Just some orange juice.”