She knew he was watching.
Brooke also knew that Jason wasn’t aware that she’d discovered his not so secret spot in the corner by the window in his father’s bedroom. She’d first noticed the net curtains twitching a week or so ago when she’d invited a couple of her female exchange student friends over for a hot tub party and she’d caught a glimpse of Jason’s unmistakable silhouette with its arm moving frantically as he’d jerked himself silly over her and her teenaged friends in their swimsuits.
On occasion, Brooke had even caught Jason spying on Bill and Olivia as they cavorted in the tub. She’d watched him from the secretive darkness of the landing just beyond his Father’s room as he fiddled with his d**k and had done his best to catch his spurting spunk in one hand so as not to spray it
