My Stalker: He's Not All Bad (Jason McCann)

Chapter 49

Kiera's POV:

I woke up to Jason's arms wrapped around my waist holding me tight. His head was rested right behind mine nuzzled in my hair. I smiled at the feeling of him.

I looked over and saw it was 8:30 and realized I need to get up and fix the kids breakfast. I moved my arm slowly down to Jason's. Slowly unwrapping them from me.

"Babbbeeeee." Jason hoarsely whined.

I giggled and smiled at his reaction.

"Where are you going?" He turned me to where I'm now laying on my other side facing him. His arms found their way back around me.

"I need to fix Anna breakfast and feed Drew, Jason." I put my hand on his cheek stroking it with my thumb.

"No you're not. That's taken care of. We are leaving for our honeymoon at 10:00." He had a grin on his face making me think he's up to something.

"Oh my gosh Jason! Where are we going?!" I told Jason I didn't want a honeymoon due to the kids.

"You'll have to wait and see." He smiled and planted a small kiss on my nose.

I sighed. "Wait Jason."

"What?"

"What about the kids?" I looked at him as he gave me an annoyed look.

"I have it all taken care of. Didn't u hear me a second ago? I'm going to have Alex, Alfredo, Chloe, and Ashely take care of them. They already agreed to it." He smiled proudly.

"When did you plan all this out?" I asked as so many other questions ran through my head.

Jason put a finger up to my lips. "Shh quit asking me so many questions and go get dressed beautiful."

I smiled and he released me from his grip.

I stood up about to ask what I should wear and Jason pointed to the bathroom before I could begin to speak.

I walked in there and saw clothes laying next to the sink.

I quickly got a shower and then dried my hair. Took me about 30 minutes. I left my hair at naturally straight. I walked over to where Jason had laid out some clothes for me and looked at them.

I gasped at them. It was white skinny jeans, a black v-neck, and a black French beret. OMG I have always wanted one of those!!

What? I'm 18 I can still flip out over things.

Jason's POV:

I had gotten dressed and laid our packed suitcases on the bed while Kiera got a shower and got dressed.

I laid her out some white skinny jeans, a black V-Neck, and a black French beret. She has always wanted one and it's appropriate for where we are going.

I was standing at the end of the bed making sure I had everything packed. We did and I was ready to go. I had a jet waiting for us at the gang airport.

"Babe are you about ready?" I knocked on the bathroom door.

Right after that Kiera slowly opened the door and shyly walked out.

"You like your outfit?" I smiled down at her.

She looked up and gave me a kiss. "I love it Jay! I just have to put my shoes on and we'll be ready."

She walked over to her closet to get a pair of shoes.

I pulled out a box from underneath the bed and stood back up. "Why don't you wear these?"