I was laying in bed, waiting for Jason to get home when I heard the window in the living room squeak open. I got out of bed and walked to the living room. Walking through the door way, there was a tall man with a bright red helmet on, a tan leather jacket, bulky combat boots, and dark cargo pants, turning away from me closing the squeaky window. I approached him from behind. He turned around to face me as he was taking the helmet off. Jason. I smiled and threw my arms around his neck. I heard a deep chuckle as arms wrapped around my waist.
"I take it you missed me" He said in a deep voice.
I giggled and said "Very much"
I unwrapped my arms from his neck.
"So any injuries I need to tend to?"
Jason walked to the couch and ploped down and sighed.
"No, just exhausted and sore." He said as he dragged a hand down his face.
"Aww, how about a massage." I said as I ran my fingers through his hair.
"Ok." He said standing up and shrugging off his jacket and body armor.
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He sat back down and leaned back. I started to knead the knots out of his shoulders.
