Unfair Desires 1

Back at the house, Jason opened the door for Isabella, his mind already spinning with plans for the future. He would buy this place. It wasn't just a house; it was a symbol of stability, a fortress where he could protect what was his. And it was petty big too.

With the fat paycheque that was going to come from Troy, he was going to buy this place and he was going to use it to make some really big moves. After all, owning something like this was a status symbol as well. Associate with me because I have things like these, is what he was going to be saying to other people.

To think that almost a month ago he could have been homeless. Jason chuckled, shaking his head. Yeah, there was no way that type of thing was ever going to happen again. 

Isabella hesitated in the hallway, her fingers fumbling with the zipper of her dress. "Jason," she murmured, her voice laced with shyness, "can you help me?"