“Don’t bother. It’s not worth it,” I whispered.
Jason narrowed his eyes at me. He reached down, picked up his bag and grabbed my hand, leading me outside.
“Why did you come here?” he asked, as we stood at a park a few blocks away from his work.
“To see you. I figured I’d see you sooner if I came to get you,” I said softly, ashamed at how childish I was by acting on my impulses.
“Great, so now what? You’re going to leave me?” he asked, his voiced filled with accusation.
I watched as his face contorted in pain over what happened.
“I knew the time would come that you’d realize I wasn’t for you. I just didn’t want it to happen too soon,” he bit out. I inched closer to him and reached for his face.
“What are you talking about?” I asked, wanting him to explain his emotions to me.
“Kassia, do you see me as a man or a boy?” he gritted out.
Here he stood, in front of me, a tall, built, protective man, who was seconds away from crumbling at my feet.
“I see you as a man, Jason. My man. I know there are hundreds if not thousands of reasons why we shouldn’t work. That maybe in the long run we might not, but I don’t want us to think about it. Let’s not waste our time thinking about our end, but rather let’s think about us, here and now. I like you, Jason, a lot. So much so that I spend the whole of my days thinking about only you. Sometimes, I don’t even write a freakin’ word, hoping that I fill your days up as much as you do mine. Sometimes, I even get pissed at myself for being so stupid. There you have it, Jason. You pretty much burrowed your way deep inside,” I admitted to him.
I was confessing how I felt, without telling him exactly how much I had fallen for him. That piece of information was mine for now. I was in love with him, no doubt about it.
Jason’s shoulders relaxed and he eased himself into my embrace. I held him close, seeking his heat. He kissed me on my forehead. He pulled away and smiled. He then picked me up. He lowered me enough to face him, but not enough that I could touch the ground. His beautiful grey eyes smiled at me, as he gazed into my face.
“You have no clue how deep you go,” he laughed and kissed me.
His kiss started slow, enticing me in. The moment I crossed into the world of Jason his kiss intensified, melting the world around me away. Only Jason and I existed now.
He pulled his lips away from mine breaking the spell that he cast, only to smile at me making me swoon.
“Let’s go eat,” he offered, making my belly drop.
I wanted him to eat all right, but not food. He must have seen that my brow furrowed, because he laughed a little harder.
“Why do you think I want us to go eat now?” he asked as I pouted. “We’ll need our stamina for later,” he offered as he wiggled his eyebrows. I laughed at him as he lowered me.
“Then let’s go.” I took his hand and rushed him to the Shake Shack in Madison Square Park on 23rd St.
“Why here?” he asked as we waited in line.
There was always a lineup, but thank God, this time the line wasn’t wrapping itself around the park.
“I thought you’d like a burger and to be honest, Darios has me on this diet and I’ve been craving everything that’s greasy.” I smiled “It’s the honorary ‘we started dating, let me add ten pounds to my body’ stage.” I laughed.
“What are you talking about?” he looked at me like I was his crazy girlfriend.
“Everyone knows that once you start dating, you automatically gain ten pounds. It’s only natural,” I explained.
“Why is it natural?” he challenged.
“Cause we’ll be eating out all the time and having crazy wild sex. Okay, I threw the sex part in for good measure, but the eating out is only normal. You’re going to want to wine and dine me, to get into these panties.” I winked.
“But, I already got into your panties.”
I rolled my eyes and slapped his chest. “Shut up!”
He pulled me into his arms and walked behind me.
“So, I have to wine and dine you?” he repeated what I said.
“No, I was just kidding around.” I looked at the menu briefly. I already knew what I wanted.
“Yeah, I’ll have a single with lemonade,” I told the girl in the booth. “You?” I crooked my neck to look at Jason.
“Hmm… Shack Burger and a Fair Shake.” Damn the man ordered the shake I wanted, but it had too many calories.
“You realize I'm going to have a sip; it’s the rules of dating.” I blinked my eyes a few times to look cute.
“It might be the rules for others, but I don’t share my food,” he stated.