TWENTY-THREE
"Oh my GOD...James, James!"
At first, he thought it was his name she was screaming, until he realised it was some other bloke's. f**k. He finished quickly, wanting to get the f**k away from her. He threw the c****m on the pilot's seat, reached for his shorts and noticed the envelope on the seat beside them.
"Now you got what you came for, you'll be leaving, right?" he asked bitterly.
Her eyes were still closed, probably so she could imagine he was some other fucker. A fucker called James.
"Mmm-hmm."
Jason's heart froze within his chest. So much for being this girl's fantasy. He cracked open the door, letting the evening breeze clear his head. "Here." He tossed the envelope on her bare belly, slick with sweat from their frenzied...fucking. Because it wasn't anything el
