~Chapter 10~

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"What is it," Jason asked. "Nothing," I said. "Well you didn't yell for nothing," he said. "Seriously it's nothing," I said. "Give me your phone Madi," he sighed. "You'll hate me forever," I said. "Are you cheating on me," he asked. "Oh god no," I said. "Then I could find a way to forgive you," he said. "Give me your phone," he said. "No," I said. "Okay I really didn't want to do this," he said. "Do wh-" before I could even finish my sentence he jumped on me. I dropped my phone and he picked it up. "What's your password," he asked. I sighed, I was never gonna win. "Here give me the phone," I said. He did but he held onto the phone tightly. I put my thumb on the home button and it unlocked the phone. He smirked at me, then I smirked at him as soon as I saw his face go pale. "Where did you get these pictures," he asked me. "I don't know, you should ask your mother," I said. "I can't trust her with pictures," he sighed giving me back my phone. I looked through the rest of the pictures, but one I found super weird. He was a Calvin Klein model!!!!!!

"Were here babe," he said bringing me out of my thoughts. I got out of the car and went inside the house. "Oh thank gods," I said taking off my heels. "I don't understand girls, I mean if wearing heels makes your feet hurt why wear them," Jason said. "And I don't understand why some boys like to dump a whole bottle of AXE on them to make them smell good for their girlfriend or wife, when at the end of the day you're just suffocating them," I replied. "Touchè," he said putting his hands up in surrender. I went upstairs and took off my dress, I put on shorts but I was too lazy to put on a shirt so instead, I wore a bra and some black shorts. I went back to the photos Dana sent me. WAS HE REALLY A MODEL?! Then the door opened and Jason came in. "Can I ask you a question," I said. "Uhhh, you're not fat I swear!" he quickly said. "I already know that but that's not what I wanted to ask you," I said confused. "Okay then hit me," he said. I smacked his arm. He glared at me. "What?! You said hit me," I said. "You're such a smartass, now about that question," he said. "Have you ever been a model," I asked him. "Nope," he said. "You positive," I raised an eyebrow at him. He nodded. "Then I can assume that you have a twin brother then," I said holding the picture of him. His face dropped. "My god, my mom really needs to stop doing this," he groaned. "Why this picture is kinda cute," I said. "You mean hot, not cute," he said. "No, I meant cute," I said. "Can you go out for a second please I need to make an important phone call, and also call the guys to meet me in the office now," he said. "Yes, boss," I said. I went downstairs to call the boys to meet up with Jason in his office. "Guys Jason wants you to meet in his office now," I said. "Okay, but why aren't you wearing a shirt," Jace asked me. "Because I was too lazy, I was surprised that I even took off my dress and made an effort to put on shorts," I said biting into a peach. "Now you guys might wanna go before he chops all your heads off," I said. They all look at each other and run upstairs. I laughed. I finished my peach and threw it away. I went back upstairs for a shower, when I opened the door I saw Jason only in a towel. I quickly closed the door. I sat down in the hallway for like 2 minutes until the door opened. "You know you could've just came inside babe," he said. "Yeah, I could've but I didn't," I said getting up. "Now your boys are in your office now," I said going into the room. He smirks at me before going down the hallway. I go into the shower letting the hot water relax my tight muscles. After standing in there for about an hour, I get out and dry myself off. "WHAT THE FUCK!" I heard Jason yell. "What," I said from the bathroom. "Did you get a steam machine," he said. "No, that's probably from the shower I just took," I said. "Why am I always forgetting to bring my clothes in here," I muttered. "I don't know babe," he said. I can just imagine the smirk on his face.

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