The Bad Boy's Reputation

Chapter Forty-Eight

Natalia's POV

I moved my hand around the bed, not feeling Jason's body next to mine. I lifted my body up and looked around. "Jason?" I asked, sitting up. The balcony doors were pulled open, and the curtains blew into the room from the small breeze. Jason's shirt hung low on my hips, as his boxers flowed down to my thighs. After Jason told me he wanted to have kids with me, we had a very sentimental moment. It wasn't even sexual, it was just.... Laying there, and not talking, not moving.

"Jason?" I asked, turning the corner. Jason stood on the balcony, with his bare back to me, his head hung down, and his hands held onto the bars. I sighed and walked to him. I put my arms around his waist and pressed my cheek to his back.

"What are you doing up so early?" I asked, looking at the sunrise in front of us.

"Couldn't sleep."

"Is it her?" He took a deep breath. "How long have you been up?" I asked, keeping my arms around his waist, and my cheek against his back.

"Since you went to sleep."

"You've been up all night?" He nodded. "Why? Why are you letting this happen?"

"I don't know, T."

"Do you love her?"

"No." I nodded and ran my hands up and down his stomach.

"I think... You seeing her again, brought back memories. And it made you think about Robert. And it made you want him to be yours." He hung his head low and didn't respond, which told me my thoughts were right. "Do you want to be alone to think about this?"

"No." I nodded and took a deep breath.

"Are my thoughts right? Did a small part of you wanted him to be yours?" Again, he didn't answer.

"Yes." I looked to the sky and took in a silent deep breath. I took my hands off of his waist and stepped back.

"I'll be right back," I whispered, holding my tears. He didn't answer, he just kept staring out at the sun coming up the horizon. I shut the bathroom door, closed the toilet seat lid, and sat down. I took a deep breath and put my head in my hands. This was supposed to be a nice trip, and a nice time away just to be without siblings and worries. But then... There's Carly.

The bathroom door opened, which made me look up. "Oh, I didn't know anyone was in here," Addison said.

"It's fine."

"Are you okay?" He asked, walking further into the bathroom.

"Just fine." I laughed, shaking my head.

"I think I know when someone's been crying."

I put my head down and shook it. "What's going on?"

"You really wanna know?"

"If it involves Jason and you and... Someone else in this house, then yeah." After telling him the story about Jason and Carly, he sat on the floor, with my hands in his.

"And this morning?"

"He said he wanted him to be his child," I said, trying to hold in my tears. Addison puffed out air and put his head down.

"I think he loves her," I said as unwanted tears fell down my cheeks.

"No, he wouldn't love her. Trust me."

"How do you feel about this? Your girlfriend and your cousin hooked up."

"Me? What about you? We're in the same boat here." I nodded.