A Dangerous Game 1

Before she could even say anything, the man had already invited himself in. Emily stepped back her mouth wide as she watched all this and in a short time, Jason had already stepped closed the door behind him with a soft click.

The dim light from her computer monitor bathed the small space in a bluish glow. Looking around, Jason smirked. Well, this girl was a girl with special tastes.

It was just as he had imagined: cluttered with manga volumes, posters of colourful anime characters, and a faint scent of vanilla from a candle burning on her desk. Emily stood in the centre of the room, her face flushed, her hands nervously fidgeting with the hem of her oversized hoodie and loose pants.

Although it was a simple way of dressing, Jason could see just enough and smell just enough to be able to tell what had been going on in this room. And it was something that made his heart rate increase.