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“Jase,” I tried again. “Was it Ms. Smith? Look, I know this is really awkward, but I can tell from the way she looks at you. I know she asked you to stay after yesterday for some bullshit meeting, so seriously, tell me if she’s doing something inappropriate! Everyone knows Ms. Smith is a cougar. Tell me or tell Brent, tell the administration, tell someone, but don’t keep it locked up inside.”
Jason’s hands clenched the steering wheel even tighter, knuckles white, still refusing to look at me.
“Seriously Jase,” I sighed again, looking out the window as my fingers drummed against my thigh. “I can’t do anything for you if you won’t tell me. If you won’t tell me, at least tell Brent,” I harrumphed, referring to our guardian.
Jason’s head snapped towards me then, those blue eyes fierce, so bright that I literally jumped in my seat.
“Tell Brent,” he snarled. “What a great idea. I can tell that you have all the answers, Miss Goody Two Shoes,” he sneered.
I drew back, hurt. I’d only been meaning to help and Mr. Larson had been so good to both of us. What was the harm in confiding in the big man?
“You need to be more grateful,” I said disdainfully, refusing to look at him as we zipped along the road. “Brent’s given us both a place to sleep, put food on the table, and heck, even set you up with the union for a job after graduation. You know how hard that is to get? Tons of people want to join the union. You’ve got to know someone to get in and Brent put in a good word foryou. He pulled some strings foryou. So yeah, what’s wrong with telling Brent?”
Jason just shook his head disgustedly.
“Seriously Katy, you have no idea what you’re talking about,” he ground out. “Don’t even start.”
And that made me angry. I whirled to face him in the seat, my shoulders tight, eyes flashing with brilliance.
“Idoknow what I’m talking about,” I said furiously. “Brent gave me a place when I had none, he’s helped me this last year because my mom’s in the loony bin. And I know, Iknowhe’s done the same for you. Sure, you’ve never told me about your family situation but it can’t be good!”
Jason turned to glare at me again.
“Shut up, Katy,” he ground out between clenched teeth. “Just shut up.”
At that I lost it.
“Shut up?” I screamed, my voice deafening inside of the truck cab. “Shut up? That’s all you have to say? After all Brent’s done for us, that’s all you have to say? Fuck you!”
And it was then that Jason pulled off onto the shoulder of the road, the truck cab jolting up and down as we rumbled over a dirt track before stopping. And for the first time ever, I was scared. Jason had changed a lot in the past year. When I moved into the trailer a year ago, he was a gawky teen boy, ten miles tall and lanky, with arms and legs like windmills. But somehow in the last year he’d filled out with thick, solid muscle, his chest broad, those legs so long. As he glowered over me, I shrank back, aware of how wide his shoulders were, how strong his arms, those muscular thighs like tree trunks.
“Jason,” I said, my voice wavering, eyes wide. “Please calm down.”
And the blue eyes just turned up a notch, ice fire boring into me.
“Katy,” he ground out. “I heard you last night,” he said accusingly.
I went stock still, eyes wide and puzzled because what was he talking about? Was he referring to Brent and me in the shower? I know we’d been loud, but he couldn’t have overheard us having sex because it’d been four thirty when it happened and Jason hadn’t come back until ten last night. I’d heard the front door open myself, and heard him stride into the trailer without a word, banging shut his room door and locking it too. So what was he talking about?
“Heard what?” I asked, biting my lip tentatively. Jason was so close, so masculine, and so big that my body sizzled in his presence even though I was still achy from Brent’s touch. Oh god, what was wrong with me? I’d just lost my virginity to an alpha male, a man I adored, and yet not twelve hours later, here I was, cheeks burning, pussy wetly moist in the presence of another.
Like he could read my body’s signals, Jason chuckled harshly.
“I heard you,” Jason rasped in an accusatory tone. “I heardbothof you.”
My cheeks flamed red then, hot and uncomfortable.
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about,” I began slowly, my breasts tingling, a burning sensation deep in my groin. “You came home at ten last night, Jason. I’m not sure what you thought you heard, but I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
He banged the steering wheel then, staring off into the distance, jaw clenched
“I heard you fucking,” he snarled, swinging around to stare at me. “I heard you going at it with that beast, with that fucker Brent!”
This time my blush was a full-body one, going all the way from my hairline to my toes, the pink creeping over my breasts, making them fuller, heavier, warmth seeping into my pussy, tingly and arousing.
“Brent,” I began. “I mean Jason,” I said helplessly, shaking my head. What a time to make that mistake! Mixing up their names?Seriously Katy,I scolded myself.What are you thinking? Your timing is so fucked up.
But Jason just shook his head, disgusted.
