Isha
Running into Jason almost ruined my day. I thought the next time I saw him there would be maybe a little longing. But there was nothing but loathing.
These last three and a half weeks, talking, texting, f*cking and spending time with my guys has shown me how I really should be treated. Jason never once made me feel the way Dawson, Mic, Ford and Davis make me feel.
I was thankful James played along with me when we ran into Jason, but the moment we got in the elevator he turned to me with wide eyes.
“You like me, right Isha? You wouldn’t want to see me dead?”
I laughed, “Of course I like you, where is this coming from?”
“Well, if your guys saw you hanging on me and then me wrapping my arm around you and kissing your temple, I think I’d be dirt.”
I laughed more. I really l
