JASON
Leah’s room was dark, lit only by the faint moonlight seeping in through the curtains. A surprised expression was on her face as she looked in my direction.
Not the reaction I was expecting.
“Jason?” She sounded sleepy.
“Hey.” Soundlessly, I closed the door and my hand went for the light switch.
“No,” she said immediately. She sat up on the bed, her eyes fixed on me.
“Alright,” I said and started walking towards her bed.
“Why are you here?” she asked innocently.
Climbing into her bed, I said, “I've been thinking of nothing but you since. I couldn't sleep.”
Reaching down, I pulled her blanket away from her.
“Jason, you can't be here,” she said, her voice low. “What if someone—”
I put a finger on her lips. “Shh. No one is going to know. They are all asleep. I want you,
