Chapter Seven

JASON

The sight I met when I got to my hotel room was definitely one that I didn't need, or expect in the first place.

The scent hit me, as soon as I opened the damn door of the hotel room. I knew that scent, and it belonged to only one person. And that was because she had made that crazy perfume with her own hands.

There, on my couch in the suite, lay the last woman I wanted to see at the moment.

Bethany.

And as soon as I shut the door, she awakened from the little nap she was taking, tuning to stare at me directly. "Hello...Jason." she drawled, flashing me her signature smile.

One that would have made me smile back in a normal day. But nothing has been normal since today, so I just narrowed my eyes at her.

"What are you doing here? And how did you get in?" I asked, not even feeling the least bit remorseful at the tone I was using on her.

I had planned to have a long shower, and just jump into the bed, naked, and wrapped in the soft duvet in my bed. I definitely hadn't been planning for two!

Beth looked at me with a pouth and a wounded expression. "That's not the way to speak to me. You should be happy. You haven't seen me in ages." She mused, but I was having none it, and walked right part her.

Yeah right!

The last time we saw each other, was very...ahem!... pleasurable.

But frankly, I wasn't interested right now. I had a lot on my mind.

She was....what had Elena referred to her as again?....a sneaky link/ on and off girlfriend.

"How did you get my keys?" I asked again, shedding my suit jacket off, and not bothering to look at her.

I heard a sigh behind me. "The hotel manager let me in after I bumped into Tyler in the lobby, and forced him to let me in." She replied meekly.

At her words, I let out a low growl of frustration. "Well, you might as well just leave. I have business to attend to here." I told her, and walked into the bathroom, without hearing her answer.

It seemed walking out on women was fast becoming a habit. First Elena, and now Beth.

Why had she even come here? And why now?

I shed my remaining clothes and stepped into the shower, allowing the cold water to run all over me, and cool my very heated body down.

Could my day get any worse?

Few minutes later, I was out, half expecting Beth to somehow be gone, and just let me be, but she was just waiting on the bed, in a pose that was very familiar to me. Only, this time, it had no effect on me whatsoever.

"Jason..." She purred.

I just blinked and picked up my phone, a pillow, and the duvet, already hating what I was about to do. "We'll talk in the morning." I told her, and walked out of the room to the couch. 

If there is one thing I knew about Beth, she was definitely good at reading into my tone. Just like now. She knew I didn't want to be disturbed. And she didn't say anything and just let me be.

But come tomorrow morning, I knew she was going to tear my ears out.

ELENA

I had arrived at the office really early today, wabting to get there before Jason, so I would be mentally and physically prepared.

I smoothed over the black pants I wore, and adjusted the little scarf I had on my neck, before stepping away from the mirror and checking myself out.

For some reason today, I was determined to look good. Amd it was definitely not because of a certain someone who was preparing to take over the office opposite mine... right?

I had the lightest amount of makeup, with just eyeliner, mascara, a little powder, and my pink lip gloss, I was sure I looked the right amount of pretty.

With one last look at myself, I walked out of the bathroom and back to my chair, where I just stared at the contract that I had already signed last night.

There was no going back now.

I had agreed, and it was done. All that was left now was for Jason to sign the agreement, and it was sealed.

My heart began to pound, and I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. But it was not working.

There was a light knock on the door, before it opened, to reveal the very person I was expecting.

Jason.

My heartbeat accelerated.

I quickly got to my feet, and gestured towards the couch nervously. I didn't want him sitting opposite me, and looking intimidating, so I chose a safer option.

But he refused to sit, shaking his head and pointing at the file I no held in my hand. "Are you done?" That annoyed me.

He hadn't even bothered exchanging pleasantries and had just gone straight to the point.

Why was he so fucking mean to me?

"Good morning." I said nervously, handing the sighed document over to him.

He gave a noncommittal nod and took it from me, scanning the papers. "I'll just sign these and give it to Knightley." He said, and turned to leave.

The frown on my face deepened at his attitude. I was irritated as hell.

I couldn't just understand him.

At least, if we were going to be in close proximity with each other, the least we could do was try to be cordial.

Jason didn't leave.

And in a split second, before I could tell what was going on, he had turned around, and was advancing close to me.

I was too stunned to speak and just stood there Luke a statue, wondering what the hell was going on when he stopped right before me and lifted my chin with his fingers, forcing me to look up at him.

His eyes bore into mine.

My gaze fell to his lips, which were parted invitingly, and then back to his eyes.

"What are you_" I tried to ask, swallowing nervously as heat began to pool low in my belly.

Jason hissed. "I shouldn't be doing this, but hell of I don't want to."

Abd then, before I could put meaning to his words, his lips crashed into mine.