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[jason alexander scott;;]

it was saturday night, and he could have been out at a party with his college friends, hooking up with some gorgeous women and drowning himself in liquor. but no, instead, he had rejected all his previous plans, just because his old flame was going to come over, in just heels and her bikini, or so he hoped. pacing up the stairs of his grand house, to his bedroom, changing into a pair of faded out jeans and a simple white t shirt that clung to his big shoulders and his chiseled chest perfectly. smoothing his hair out in the grand porcelain bathroom, jason alexander scott then made his way down the spiraling marble staircases and to the basement, where he made his way with his long and sturdy strides into the wine cellar. grabbing the oldest bottle of red wine he could find, he brought it up to the kitchen, setting out two wine glasses in the meantime. he remembered that he had told her that he would much prefer vodka, since, after all, it was stronger than wine, and jason scott himself was a big fan of vodka, but amelia had wanted wine, red or white, she didnt care. and jason, being the gentlemen that he is, was going to get her everything she wanted and more.

okay,so everything was ready. he just had to order takeout, but amelia and himself hadnt exactly talked about what they would want to eat. so he would just wait till she made her grand and almost bare entrance for them to decide what they would want to eat. the same would go to the movie. they could order whatever they wanted over cable, and for a second or two, jason alexander scott found himself grinning despite himself, thinking of the time when he had told amelia that he wanted to watch porn with her. ha, as if. amelia wouldnt touch him with a ten foot pole now, for some odd reason. if anything, she would be throwing herself at him, even more than she did when they were dating back in high school. he was after all, older, taller, more defined, and everything else that comes with a man when they mature. its been what, six years, since they had last seen each other? although they had talked over aim a few days ago, thus scedualing this date or whatever the hell it was, of course it wouldnt be the same. he had seen pictures, apparently amelia sent them to him while she was drunk, and jesus christ, she was even hotter than he remembered. but he wanted to see her in person, live, in the flesh, so he could slowly yet surely let his eyes drift over every inch of skin that he had touched and kissed while they dated.

his feelings for the girl were mixed. he still felt something for that, that was plainly obvious, but then he was bitter, upset, angry that she left without saying much, just telling him that she didnt love him anymore. people dont fall out of love one morning, it couldnt be. and although jason had asked her one time via internet, amelia was drunk, therefore, she couldnt exactly give a valid answer that would make jason content. either way, he couldnt help the sensation he was feeling in his stomach. he had never felt like this before, and it was strange, odd, something peculiar. it was only amelia for gods sake ! it wasnt like some infamous porn star was coming to his house and showing him some of her moves of something. but amelia always did something to him, she always brought out a side of him that though many women have tried to do so, they have miserably failed. too caught up in his thoughts, jason alexander didnt hear the loud ringing of the doorbell, jason smirking as it continued on ringing and ringing, walking over to the glass door, and opening it, his stunning emeralds meeting the precious woman that stood in front. "ive forgotten how impatient you are," smooth words rolled beautifully off his pink tongue, his eyes taking in the sweet scenery in front. damn, she looked good, really good. he felt a familiar feeling deep in his groin as he smiled at her, pearly whites gleaming.

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[amelia savannah daniels]

you are the thunder and i am the lightning
and i love the way you know who you are and to me it's exciting when you know its meant to be

Amelia stared at the modeling shots on her computer screen. She had clicked them all open to see what she could have possibly sent to Jason seeing as he was quite eager to see her and he had something very positive to say in response to her sending the pictures to him. What really pissed her off was that she was drunk when she did it and he apparently didn’t stop her. He could have told her that she was embarrassing herself but apparently, or so it seemed to her, he just kept asking for more. Really, could the boy not get any that badly that he needed to stare at nearly naked pictures of her? She doubted that Jason was in that kind of situation. The boy was smoking hot; she couldn’t deny it even if she tried. He had a body that was to die for and eyes that could make any girl melt. Plus, when they were dating, oh how amazing he was. He had given her everything she had wanted, and then some; he had also made her feel so ridiculously good that it almost embarrassed her to admit it. He was, by far, the best guy she had ever been with, despite the fact that their relationship had ended six years ago.

She really hated that he had that kind of power over her. He still had part of her heart and a lot of her emotions. And, he was the only guy she actually trusted. For some reason, while they were dating, Amelia felt just so perfect with him. Not even the crap that she called her home life could have brought her down when she was with Jason. He just made her feel like she was important and her opinion really mattered and that he would actually listen to what she asked of him. That was certainly more than she could say for her mom and whatever piece of crap she was dating at the time. With him, everything was just better for her and that was why leaving him was so difficult. Amelia had tried to make things easier on both of them. She told him, flat out, that she didn’t love him anymore. It was a complete and total lie but she tried to get the pain over with just one cut. And as the song went, the first cut was the deepest, and she has still yet to recover.

Clicking several times, she existed out of the modeling shots. Amelia pushed back her chair and stood up, putting her hands on her hips. She had to get ready to meet Jason. They were finally going to see each other after a six-year separation. She was a little apprehensive of the whole meeting since they had ended on a rather bad note but she had been dared to go over and so she was going to. Amelia found it hard to turn down a dare; it was almost stupid if you were going to do that. There was no point for you to play the game if you were going to do that. And so, as per the dare, she went over to her closet to find a suitable bikini. She had been a little drunk at the time and she didn’t remember being dared to wear something so skimpy. However, she did believe that Jason would do something like that to her and she just hoped that she wasn’t being toyed around with. It was sad that she wouldn’t be surprised, at all, if he was just doing this to see her in little to nothing. Boys could be so perverted when they wanted to be; it was disgusting.

She bit her lip but quickly let it go, remembering that it would destroy her lips, or so her agent had said. She rolled her eyes as she just reached into her closet and groped around until she found a bathing suit. Her eyes narrowed on the one she had choice. It was just a little skimpy for her liking but at that point, Amelia didn’t care. She threw the bathing suit and hanger onto her bed and quickly went over to her bureau and grabbed the first pair of shorts she found along with a white top. Amelia then proceeded to put on her bikini, shortly followed by the outfit she had picked. Lastly, she needed heels. Closing her eyes, Amelia stuck her hand back into her closet and picked the first heels she felt, and threw them over her shoulder. She was pleased to find, as she stood up, that they were a pair of silver peep toes. They would work nicely.

Exhaling, she looked at herself in her floor length mirror. She nodded once, for no reason in particular. Maybe it was that she needed a sense of approval. It was weird but it was what she wanted. Apparently Amelia would have to give it to herself. On her way out the door, she grabbed a pair of aviators, her keys and her cell phone. That was all she would need. Stopping just as she left her room, she frowned. If she were going to be hanging with him for more than a few hours, she would need more clothes. Amelia backed up and picked up a bag that was on the ground. She went over to her bureau again and grabbed a matching set of undergarments. Picking up the sweatshirt on the floor, she threw it in her bag and then left her room before she could grab anything else.

Amelia made it over to Jason’s place quickly. She didn’t know what she would encounter there but she figured that getting over it over would be a good thing. It was better that she do it quickly also, so that she doesn’t get her heart attached to anything she couldn’t have. Grabbing her bag off of the seat, she left her car and locked it behind her. She sashayed up the walkway and rang the doorbell what seemed to be a million times before Jason finally answered. He said he had forgotten how impatient she was. Well, Amelia certainly hadn’t forgotten how good-looking Jason was. Her breath caught in her throat for a second before she coughed to cover it up. Pushing her sunglasses onto her head, she smirked and retorted, “And you still haven’t learned how to greet your guests. You give them the awkward task of having to invite themselves in. So in that case, move.” Amelia stepped inside the house before he could tell her otherwise. Besides, she knew she was going to be invited in anyway. Amelia took many steps into his place, quite conscious of how her hips moved as she walked. Turning on her heel she placed her hands on her hips and smirked again, continuing on, “So what we gonna do first, Jay Jay?” She called him by his high school nickname that she knew would annoy him a little bit. It was all apart of the game.

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[jason alexander scott;;]

pretty little thing wasn't she? jason alexander scott didn't hide the way his stunning emeralds eyes seemed to rake over amelia's body as if she was the last woman on earth, and honestly, she could have been. he had never fell for a woman like he had fell for amelia. no one had even come close. he couldn't exactly pin point what made her different from all the other women that he had been with. she was beautiful, there was no doubt about it, but the others have been beautiful too. but he felt something, felt something deep inside, a real and true connection towards the beautiful blonde that he just couldn't hide anymore. he was in love then, amelia was after all the first girl that he had ever loved, and was the last girl that he had loved. jason wasn't exactly the relationship type, he didn't so commitments, instead, he was the type of guy that got random girls at clubs or at football games, the type of guy that would bring a girl one night to his bed and then never see her again. you could say he was an asshole, for all that he had done, using women as just mere objects, only good for satisfying his pleasure. but that wasn't the case. the women that he slept with, they were looking for exactly the same thing that he was. they knew what they were getting themselves into when they agreed to be taken back home. they knew it was just a one night stand, nothing more, nothing less. no phone calls would be made the following morning, no invitations to breakfast. instead, they would both awake, say their farewells, and disappear from each others lives until the next time they came together for a romp in the sac nonetheless.

could he honestly say that he still loved amelia? he didn't know, lately, ever since they had gotten together online and talked about everything that was worth talking about, all the memories, all their plans about their future, all came back to him. he knew it was dumb, that he was thinking about them and their time together more than six years ago. they were in high school, they were young, and the thing about young love, it was the fact that both were oblivious and naive to the fact that it was one day going to end. but it did, and not exactly in the traditional way of breaking up. nope, instead, amelia had declared her lack of love for him, and better yet, she had left to god knows where the following morning and jason alexander hasn't heard from her or seen her since then. of course, it was all so sudden. jason remembered all the phone calls, all the messages that he sent to amelia, that would always come unanswered. he had gone around and asked her friends where she had gone to, and either they knew but they weren't telling him, or they were as clueless and as curious as him. either way, amelia had told him that she was having family problems, so thats why she had to move. but she hadn't said anything to him about the part where she didn't love him anymore. jason didn't know if that was the truth or not, but he seriously doubted it. he wasn't being arrogant or anything of such a sort, but he knew how amelia felt for him then, he knew when she left him, she still loved him, or so he told himself after that little incident had occured. whatever the reason, that was the past, bridge over water, he had to stop bringing it up in his head and move on with his life. for what it was worth, he constantly thought about his first time being in love, even while she left.

it wasn't something that jason alexander would disclose anytime soon, or anytime at all really. but the memory of her image would come to him at random times. in the middle of taking an exam, driving down the road and passing that old ice cream place that they would meet up all the time. and he would never forget that night, that extraordinary night that they lost their virginities to one another. they had done it at his place, when his parents had gone off to dinner, and it had been wonderful. he would never forget the way their bodies met together in a passionate frenzy, the way their breaths came out in shallow gasps, the way they cuddled together after everything was done. amelia really meant a lot to him, back then he did, and he tried t convince himself that was he was feeling now was just the physical attraction that them two always felt whenever they were in the same room together, and it didn't help the fact either that she looked ten times better than she did back when they were in high school. she was older, more filled out, taller, and everything else to compliment her. she had grown up to be a fine woman indeed, and jason alexander couldn't ignore the bitter resentment that was going on in his body right now. why did she have to leave him? what was so bad that she just couldn't tell him straight out the main reason as to why she left? why did she have to tell him that she didn't love him anymore, after everything that they had been through together, after everything that he had done. he had made her happy, he could see it in those eccentric blue eyes of her. honestly, he missed her, a lot, now that she was standing just a few feet away from him, wearing that he had told her to wear. well, technically, she was wearing a white t shirt, along with her pair of shorts, but he could see her bathing suit underneath, cladding her beautiful toned bodice from his lustful gaze. fuck, her legs went to heaven and back in those heels, and it took a lot of self control of jason's behalf to stop his hands from reaching out to her, and pushing her against the solid mass of his own body, and feel every square inch of her marvelous bodice.

his trance was quickly gone when amelia spoke to him how he hadn't changed one bit, that he still let his visitors stand outside, in which they had to let themselves in. he smiled at the thought, his pearly whites deep in contrast with the pinkness of his perfectly formed lips. his eyes crinkled at the corners in a true and genuine smile. he really was happy to see her again, and he was going to have her all for himself, just like the olden times. he let her step by, jason closing the door behind her as she passed, and leaning against the closed door, large arms crossed in front of his chest, he scrutinized the way her body glided forward, almost effortless. he liked the way her hips swayed as she walked, the way the golden locks of her hair cascaded down her slender back. he swallowed, knowing that the pupils of his eyes were larger than usual, seeing that it was proven that when a person saw something appealing, their pupils grew in diameter to take in everything in. and amelia was no exception whatsoever. she was hot, she had always been hot, and that ass, damn, it had to be one of the best features about her that he favored. he had a sudden urge to reach out and squeeze those cheeks, have them on his palms, but he knew amelia would probably scream and slab him, not just once, but countless of times. he laughed under his breath as he thought so, and when amelia turned around and met his hot gaze, jason alexander did the same, not allowing his stunning sultry emeralds to look anywhere else. a mischievous smirk curved on the right side of his lip as she mentioned what they were going to do next. "that, amelia, that is a question that you should never asked a testostrone fueled male, you never know the things that they could come up with to pass the time," jason spoke, chuckling. "but, being the gentlemen that i am, we can start with dinner." jason flashed her a playful wink, and led amelia to the grandness of his kitchen. "i didn't know what you wanted to eat, so i thought it would be better if i waited for so, so that we could decide together."

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