Blake woke up a few hours later and rubbed her eyes. She gazed at her clock. It was 11:28 am. She got out of bed and put on a t-shirt and shorts. She stretched and opened the curtains. As she did so, something on the other side of the glass fluttered in the wind. It was a note on a piece of paper. She reached out and grabbed it and opened it. In perfect handwriting it said
"good morning my love. I hope you slept well. Meet me at the northern most point of the island, on the shore. I'll be waiting. Love: Jason
She smiled as she tucked the note into her pocket and left the house, running towards the meeting place. It was hidden from the eye. To get there, she had to climb over rocks for about fifteen minutes to get to the sand of the beach on the other side. But when she got there, it was all worth it. There stood Jason. Tall and handsome as ever in blue jeans, a leather jacket, and an orange t-shirt, with a black backpack slung over his shoulder. She rushed towards him and flung her arms around him. He chuckled as she pressed her head against his chest. She looked up into his golden catlike eyes and smiled. He leaned down a bit and kissed her on the cheek gently. She purred, remembering what it was like to be in bed with him, his warm body pressed so close to hers.
"So" she said, "Why did you want to see me?" Jason smiled "what's wrong with me wanting to see my lover?" He sat down on the beach, cross legged. She straddled his lap, so she sat on his lap, facing him. "There's nothing wrong with that." She giggled
and nuzzled him cutely. He nibbled her cat ears, causing her to moan loudly, and lurch forward into him. He smiled and kissed her kitty ears. "I brought us some food." Jason indicated the black bag. "What type of food?" Blake asked. In response, Jason reached over and open the bag. He pulled out some soda, bread, cheese, tuna and some crackers. " sorry it's not much. But the party last night totally cleaned us out. We haven't had time to restock the food yet. She hugged him. "you brought my favorite food, tuna." She said as they made sandwich's. "Only the best for my kitten." He replied as they ate, laying on the sand. "I'm so glad I met you. You're a good distraction from the war. But once we find out what the White Fang and Adam are up to, I might have to leave the island. I love you Jason, so it's going to hurt me to have to leave." Jason looked her in the eyes. "If you go, I'll go with you. We need to end this war, and I'll do whatever I can to keep you safe. I promise that." Her eyes widened. "You really mean that." He nodded and she kissed him. He smiled, her lips tasted like tuna.
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