Jason's POV

After a restless night, I was eager to see her the next morning. To say that I wanted to kiss her again would be an understatement. I wanted to devour her, I needed to get stay drunk in her sweetness forever. I was simply addicted to her!

I strolled over to aunt Emily's house and waited for her to come down. This was becoming a ritual for me and I was becoming creepier but I couldn't help myself. Six years was a long wait!

"Good morning, Jason! Coffee?" asked aunt Emily and I nodded eagerly. I would have stayed till lunch if she had just asked. It was...