Jase Fields, J. (best time to read books TXT) 📖

I started to walk past him and he put his hand on my back and directed me to the bar.

“Come with me while I get one, I don’t really want to stand there alone. Someone might get the wrong idea,” and then he winked.

Brad looked at me and tried to smile but then he looked quickly at the table. The waitress came and offered dessert and all three of us passed. We left immediately after and Professor Higgins dropped us off at the student parking lot.

Brad and I both got in our cars and then Professor Higgins pulled away. I turned around to back up and Brad was parked behind me blocking me in. He jumped out of the car and I rolled down the window.

“I am going to follow you.”

“What? Why?” I laughed.

“Professor Higgins kind of freaked me out. The way he looked at you and…”

“Seriously? I think you are overreacting,” I rolled my eyes. He did wink at me, but that could have been anything.

“I’m following you anyway,” Brad walked to his car and reversed giving me enough room to back up.

As I drove home I realized it had now been over a week since Jase Steel had been in my life. He had to have gotten the phone. If he wanted to talk to me, he could’ve called me. I deleted him. He must have done the same.

I pulled into the driveway and Brad pulled in behind me. I got out of the car and so did he.

“Have you been crying?”

“No. Thanks for following me even though I think it’s … oh,” Brad hugged me tightly. It felt good. So good in fact that I wrapped my arms around him. His body was hard and strong and then I kissed him. Not just a kiss. I bit his lip so that his mouth opened and I rubbed my tongue all over his.

He pulled back and looked at me. The confusion left quickly and then he kissed me, he didn’t ease into it like Jase he just kissed me. His tongue explored every inch of the inside of my mouth as his hands gripped my hips pulling me closer to him.

I pulled back after a very long time and I looked at the ground and bit my lip and tried not to laugh.

He lifted my chin and I looked up. We both started laughing and he pulled me in for another big old hug.

“I should,” we both said at the same time and laughed again.

“What are you doing tomorrow?” Brad smiled as he finally stepped back.

“Oh, stuff,” I looked up at him.

“I’m going to take you out to dinner, be ready at six,” Brad turned to leave.

“I don’t think that’s…”

“Sorry Carly I can’t hear you, see you at six,” Brad smiled as he got into his car and then backed out.

I walked inside, went in my room, and flopped on my bed and looked at the clock, it was ten. I have no idea what came over me. Kissing Brad like that where was my head? What was I now, one of them, a GIRL?!?! I know what I am, I’m a ho! Which made me laugh.

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Brad picked me up at six on the dot. He came in and told my mom where we would be and what time he would have me home. Mom was playing it cool but I knew she was excited that I was going on a date. A real date not a fake date, stupid Jase. I had to mentally un-invite him on this date, three is a crowd.

“Have you ever been to the BBB?” Brad asked breaking the silence.

“A dinner theatre? I have heard about it, never been though.”

“Good, sounds like fun.”

And fun it was, the big hats, the silly songs, the costumes. It was great. It was not a cozy romantic atmosphere it was more like a group date which was perfect. Brad and I laughed the entire time.

Weeks passed, and I grew to really enjoy hanging out with Brad. It was not like what’s his name. It was relaxed, we talked about our research project, and the way he felt Professor Higgins looked at me. We went to dinner on Friday and Saturday nights, and we never saw each other on Sundays. Tuesdays were Mom and my night and Thursday was book club. We kissed goodnight before we left the lab on Mondays and Wednesdays and after our real dates. I think I was getting used to the tongue invasions. I was used to something more gentle and sensual with what’s his name, but Brad was a completely different breed of man. It wasn’t all sexual and he certainly wasn’t the alpha male type. My mom and her friends liked him a lot.

Thanksgiving came and he went home to Ohio. I wasn’t at all sad, as a matter a fact I was excited to see Cameron. Mom promised not to bring up what’s his name, I didn’t want to deal with whatever Cameron had to say about him. I was doing fine.

I really enjoyed the pace that Brad and I were progressing at. Nothing was rushed, nothing was uncomfortable… it was nice. Not like what’s his name. I wasn’t awkward or clumsy or burning from the inside out with Brad. I wasn’t wasting my days waiting for the nights that at nearly twenty years old I would shimmy down a tree to sneak out and see the bad boy, what’s his name. I seriously missed what’s his name, yeah I know, it’s Jase. Jase Steel, beautiful bad boy that made this awkward good girl want to do naughty things. Prince Albert may have been nice in the can…okay enough time on what’s his name. I would not waste my last day of moping thinking about anal.

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Brad and I kind of cooled down after Thanksgiving break. I was glad, I had finals to ace and a research project to wrap up. So I studied all the time. Keeping myself busy and