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that wave, he is not giving up. He is trying to catch the wave behind Cohen! But it looks like Cohen and Matthews is trying to catch that wave too! Three is too crowded, isn't it?"

I crossed my fingers hoping that Jason would win.

"Look at the fight!" the speakers said and I tip - toed to see what was going on above the waves. I saw that Hannings was trying to use his surfboard to disturb Jason from catching the upcoming wave. Jason shoke his head as the cold water slashed his face.

Jason! You can't let him win!! I though.

But not remembering that Jason could hear my thoughts, I think he just looked at me and flashed me his smirk, before quickly turning back to the wave. It could have been my imagination that he was looking at me or he was smiling at me.

I watched as Jason moved away from Hannings, but not before Hannings did he one last big slash of cold water. Jason nearly fell over his board, missing the wave, but was saved when he did a quick 180.

The crowd went wild, "That was a close catch, Cohen!" the speakers said. I smiled.

He did one more trick before the wave dies down and he surf ashore. The crowd cheered! 

I ran up to Jason and hugged his icy - cold body.

"You did amazing even though I don't know what you do up there half of the time." I said, smiling at him. I could see that his once pink lips were turning purple.

Jason laughed softly, "T- That's why I am going to teach you how to surf." 

"You are? And why are you so cold?"

"The water." he said, holding me. I grabbed the towel on the sand and wrapped it around me.

"Ok, ladies and gentlemen, the judges got the scores!" the speakers said.

I kissed Jason on his salty cheeks, "I think you're going to win because you were the best up there."

Jason laughed, "Am I also the hottest and sexiest up there?"

I blushed. I didn't know how to answer that. He was the hottest and sexiest up there, but I can't just say that to him? That will be so embarrassing.

Jason chuckled and moved closer to me. I notice that he wasn't shrivering anymore, in fact I think his warmth is coming towards me. He leaned in and whispered in my ear. He breath was hot and warm, making me shriver, "I know right?"

He pulled away and it took me a few moments to understand what he means, but when reality struck me, I blushed like a crazy chick. He could hear my thoughts!

Why do I keep on forgetting??!!

Just let it be, he knows that already

"Got to go." he said, smirking at me one more time before he turned around and walked away.

I am going to kill myself tonight. I swear this is killing me.

"Who is ready for the announment of the winners?" the speakers exclaimed. Everyone cheered.

All of the surfers line up in a single line, smiling or smirking at everyone in front of them.

"ARE YOU READY?!" the speakers shouted louder. Again the audience roared. I hate it when people go like, "Are you ready?!" the second time, I find it really annoying and stupid because you heard us once, you don't need it twice.

"Ok!!!! The third place winner is Matthews!!" the crowd cheered. Matthews stepped forward and flashed everyone his thousand dollar smile, before a heavy looking metal was hung on his neck.

"The second place winner is . . . Hannings!" the crowd went wild again. Hannings stepped up and flashed all the girls his smirk before he got his trophy.

"And the first place winner isssssss . . . . " I hate how he stopped because it was pretty obvious that it was, "Cohen!!"

I rolled my eyes. DUH!!!

All of the girls jumped up and took a thousands of pictures as Jason stepped up and looked at me giving me his lopsided smile. I smiled back at him as my stomach turned. He got his trophy and looked at everyone before leaving the stage.

"Ahh, what an intense competition!" the speakers said, "Have a nice day and enjoy everyone."

Everyone started leaving the beach. I walked over to Jason who was grinned like crazy.

"You won - " Next thing I know, he smashed his lips against my lips. My stomach turned like a roller coaster they were going in a bunch of circles.

"Yeah," he said when he pulled away. I nodded feeling completely dazed.

"So are you going to teach me how to surf or what?" I asked when I finally snapped back to reality.

"If you want." he said.

"Hell yeah!" I said, running after Jason as I dragged my surfboard.

"Hey! Help me! This board is heavy." I said.

Jason chuckled, running back to grab my surfboard.

 

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"Oh. My. God. I've never been this tired in my whole entire life." I said, throwing myself on the seats of the private jet.

Jason's head plopped on my shoulders as he whispered, "I have."

"Do you do this all of the time?"

He didn't answer.

"I mean surfing?" I asked.

"No, I only surf a couple of time. I don't have time. But when I do surf, I surf until I am so tired or until I am freezing cold." he said.

"Why's that?" I asked.

"Because it is a few time life opportunity."

"Don't you go here all of the time?"

"Yeah, but I don't have time. I come here either for family, visit or business. Barely here for vacation." he said.

I nodded and we just sat there for a long time before I asked, "Where are we going?"

"Somewhere." he said, looking up at me from my shoulder.

"Why do you never tell me?" I asked.

"Because."

"Because what? You can't just speak in fragments." I said.

"Yes, I can."

"No, you can't."

"Yes, I can." he said.

"No!" I said.

"See, that was a fragment. Telling me not to speak in fragments and now there you are speaking in fragments. What a hypocrite." he said, laughing a little to himself.

"You know what? Shut up!" I said, sitting up, jerking my shoulders away from his head as he continued to laugh.

"Ahh, the puppy finally admit that she was going against herself." Jason said, leaning in towards me. I hate how he is always close towards me, making me feel a lot of affection and how you don't look like he have any from me.

"Shut up!" I said, turning away from him, "I am going to sleep."

"Wait," he said, "before you do, you have to change into this." He snapped his fingers and a lady carrying my clothes came. She was carrying a short, black dress.

It was beautiful, but the first thing that came into my mind was that Jason is going to see my underwear again.

"No, that's not going to happen again, I promise." he said.

Again, here he is reading my mind and I can't even sense a slight of his emotion.

"Can you please not read my mind, it is kinda . . . uncomfortable." I said, trailing off.

" I am just making sure that when I do I don't hear any naughty thoughts about me." Jason said, smirking.

My jaws dropped, "WHAT?! I never thought of you like that! I swear! I never did! And I am not as inappropriate! Oh. My. God!"

Jason continued to laugh by the way I was responding to him. but he stopped laughing when I turned around and tried to sleep.

"Ok, fine, I'm sorry I won't do that again." he said. I turned back around.

"And also I don't have to wear that dress." I said.

"You have to wear it!" he said.

"Why's that?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"Because we are going to a 7 star restuarant and you don't want to walk in wearing a pair on skinny jeans and a tank top. You have to dress you impress." he said.

"By the way, if you didn't know I wasn't born yesterday, there is no such thing as a 7 star restuarant." I said.

"I am just trying to give you an image on how rich that place is." he said.

"Ohhhhh, what a nice image I am see at the '7 star restuarant'." I said sarcastically. Jason gave me his lopsided smile.

"Fine." I said, getting up to go to the bathroom to change.

I put on the dress. I could tell that it was an expensive dress and it was REALLY short. It was a little higher than mid thighs.

I walked out of the bathroom to find that Jason changed into his tux.

"We're almost there, put on your seatbelt." he said.

The plane landed and the limo was waiting for us there. It was breezy, but not freezing cold. I looked around still have no idea where we were. Being in the limo and driving around made me think that we are in a nig city. 

Than all of the sudden the Effiel Tower came in view.

"We are in Paris, France! France! Oh. My. God. I've wanted to visit this place!" I said, beaming at Jason. Of course, he could smirk like he knows everything.

"Glad you like it." he said.

"I love it!" I said.

The car stopped in front of a super fancy restuarant. I couldn't read the name of it because it was in French. I was kinda glad that I did what Jason told me to do because if I didn't I would probably look like a donkey in a resturant.

"What's this?" I asked, smiling at Jason.

He helped me step out of the car, "The most well known and best resturant in all of France."

"I kinda guess." I said. Of course, he would pick somewhere super expensive and the best of the all best.

We walked in and the cool air hit me.

I gasped when I was inside, all I could ever see was desserts, desserts and more desserts.

"Wait, aren't we eating dinner?" I asked, turning back to him.

"Did I say that?" he asked, "I said we were going to a very fancy place."

Mentally, I check off 'visiting Paris, France' and 'eating only dessert for dinner' among a bunch of things on my bucket list.

"This is heaven!" I said as I walked up a cupcake and shoved it in my face. I moaned in delight as the chocolate slowly melted on my tongue. I love this. I grabbed a crepe covered with chocolate with bananas and strawberries top and shoved it down my mouth, "I think I am going to eat everything when I leave."

"There are plenty more than over there." Jason said, pointing to the end of the room. I grabbed a cheesecake and took a big bite of it.

"That's good!" I said as I continued chewing. I put it down and grabbed a vanillla cake and shoved a big piece in my mouth. I nodded in satisfaction. This was surely the best of all of the best place to eat dessert. I grabbed a piece of brownie and shoved it in my mouth.

"This is the best brownie that I've ever ate!!!" I said, pointing to it. Jason walked over and grabbed a peice. He made a face.

"Too sweet." he said.

"Are you retarded? This is Sweet Heaven, there are only sweet stuff." I said, putting a cream puff in my mouth.

He shrugged, "I'm not even hungry anyways." 

I shrugged, "You're just going to miss this beautiful chance to eat whatever sweet you want for dinner." I put a peice of sweet bread in my mouth.

"I could come here whenever I want." he said, sipping his cup of coffee.

I shoved a chocolate macaroon in my mouth. Macaroons were always my favorite and this macaroon is the best. I shoved a vanilla macaroon in my mouth and than another macaroon.

"That's funny, you eat like a pig, but you're underweight." he said. I shoved a peice of chocolate croissant in my mouth.

I shrugged, "I don't know why, when I eat," I paused, putting another peice of chocolate croissant in my mouth before continuing, "it goes to my stomach and than a few second later it is all gone." I bit into a blueberry pie.

Jason snorted.

"It's like magic." I said, eating a peach pie and than an apple pie afterwards, "It's like God