Chapter 42

He moved closer forcing me to open the door so that he wouldn't invade my private space.

"Welcome. Come in, make yourself at home" I said sarcastically when he entered the room forcefully.

"Didn't you just want to hug me for suggesting I'll help you pack, why are you now against it" he opened the wardrobe and removed the white Gucci shirt from a hanger. "You still have this?"

"Am I supposed to throw it away?"

"I guess not" he laid it on a beanbag.

A message popped up on my phone and I opened it, soon I became engrossed I didn't notice Jason sneak up to me.

"What are you looking at that you're so quiet?" He whispered close to my ears.

"God Jason" I jumped startled and turned round to glare at him simultaneously striking a fist against his shoulder blade which I immediately regretted as pain rushed up my nerves and muscles.