Sour Patch

21

Jason's pov

Arriving at the doctor's office I tried to think about why Reese was being so controlling about every little thing. I just couldn't figure it out, although I was sure that it had to deal with why he needed Bruce to be as trained as he was. Something must have happened in his past, but those questions were beyond our friendship level at the moment. In no time my name was called to go back and have the doctor look at me. Standing up I decided to bench my thoughts about Reese for a few moments because all they were doing was confusing the hell out of me. I couldn't figure out why he was always on my mind. Trying my best to focus on the doctor, I was informed that the healing process on my arm seems to be at a slowed rate. There was no way that I was going to get my cast off early. Sighing I felt disgruntled that my life wasn't going as I planned anymore then again, I should know that no plan is foolproof, and it will most likely fail.

Leaving the doctors office, I drove over to the park knowing that Bruce and Reese were at my place so I didn't have to worry about a sneak attack. Sitting at the picnic table I first met Bruce at I began to think about the direction my life was taking. I was ahead of the game in the money department and if I wanted to i could appoint a ceo and just rake in the benefits. However I was behind in the love and family department. My real family only wanted money from me and I was content to pay them to leave me alone. However all my relationships had ended the same way. So there must be something wrong with my personality. After a half hour of contemplation without any answers I decided it was time to head home and face the wrath of Reese.

Thinking of Reese made me smile picturing his nose scrunching up and his brows furrowing in anger looking like a cute little puppy trying to take on a bear. Stopping outside my car, it finally occurred to me that I found Reese attractive and adorable when angry. Looking at the keys in my hand   I was unsure how to proceed. All my life I was never attracted to another male. It made me nervous and my stomach began to roil. Was I bisexual? Was it just Reese? Who makes it to my age without knowing their sexuality? I desperately needed to talk to someone to see if I was actually attracted to him or if it was just some misplaced feelings from my latest failure of a relationship.

Finally I got in my car. I had made the decision to talk to Tyler, he was my bestfriend and would understand me the best. I drove home with that in mind and a plan to call him after talking to Reese and apologizing for being so rough with him this morning.

When I arrived at home the first thing I noticed was Tyler's car in the driveway, it was a relief because then I wouldn't have to try and have an awkward conversation over the phone. I let myself in and took in the sounds of laughter from the kitchen. Walking over to the doorway I leaned against the jam and watched as Reese animatedly recounted how Bruce had taken me down. His chocolate eyes were sparkling and his cheeks were flushed from all the laughing he had done, I was struck once again with how adorable he was. I really needed to speak with Tyler. Pulling my gaze from Reese I saw a full spread of breakfast foods.

I must have laughed, because suddenly I became the center of attention. Swallowing my nerves I gestured towards the food.

" Looks like quite the spread I can't wait to dig in."

Suddenly Reese bounded towards me and quietly asked to speak to me privately. Leading him to the frontroom I crossed my arms so I wouldn't do anything stupid until I figured out what I  was feeling .

"I am really, really sorry Jason, I realized that I was being beyond a Jackass and you didn't deserve the crap that I was spewing these last two weeks. I know that you probably want me to leave but I just had to apologize face to face before I went."

To say I was dumbfounded was an understatement. My arms dropped, I was expecting to apologize not get apologized to. Before I could get a word in, Reese turned and began to scurry away. My body moved on instinct. I began to panic, I couldn't loose him before I figured out anything.  Lunging for him I grabbed his arm and ripped him back to me. Wrapping my arms around him, I pulled him to my chest and trapped him to me.

Reason was temporary lost. He was mine and I was not going to lose him before I captured him. Without anything else going through my head I moved one hand up to the back of his head, gripping his strawberry hair  I pulled his head back and slammed my lips to his.