To Love Jason Thorn (16 page)

“Goddamn it!” I cursed as I tried to pull
out my hand from underneath her. When I finally managed to do so after palming
places I shouldn’t even get close to, I let out a long breath and straightened
up.

Then I saw her round ass. “Oh, for god’s
sake…”

“Jason,” she mumbled when I was still
staring at her sleeping form.

A small, helpless growl escaped from my
lips. “Yes?”

She smiled, but her eyes were still closed
when she asked, “Will you stay in Dylan’s room again? I know you were his
friend and not mine, but I used to get so excited when you stayed over. Even
after you broke my heart, I couldn’t hate you. Not really.”

Thinking she was talking about me leaving
after my mother’s suicide, I sat down on the bed and brushed away the few
pieces of hair that were covering her face.

Looking around the room, I saw a neatly
folded blue throw on the edge of her bed. Since I knew it would be damn near
impossible to lift her from the bed and get her under the covers, I opted to
use the throw to at least cover her legs.

Instead of leaving like I should’ve done, I
took a minute to watch over her. Then I leaned down and brushed a small kiss on
her temple. “I’m sorry for breaking your heart, sweetheart. I never meant to
hurt any of you.”

Trying to be quiet so I wouldn’t wake her
up, I hesitated to leave once I was at the door. Her breathing had deepened and
she looked like
my
Olive.

Not
mine
mine…but still…maybe… Oh, I
was
fucked
…

I wasn’t ready to admit it aloud, but I
might have liked touching her bare skin a lot more than I should have, both at
the parking lot and just then.

Either way, I wasn’t in trouble. I
shouldn’t be.

At least not yet.

Hollywood
heartthrob Jason Thorn spotted getting cozy with a mystery beauty

Just
weeks ago, the movie star shocked everyone when the back-alley footage of him
and Jennifer Widner, 25, having a quickie was revealed all over the media
outlets. While it was taken down rather quickly, it’s not something we’ll
forget any time soon.

However,
in these photos, Jason Thorn, 26, seems to have forgotten all about his costar
Jennifer, and his alleged Canada quickie, who was all over the tabloids just
last week. While we have yet to identify the young woman in these intimate pictures,
Jason seems completely enraptured with her.

An eyewitness
claimed: ‘Her shirt looked completely ruined and Jason was helping her out of
it in the parking lot. We thought they were about to get busy right there in
the open—the heat between them was that palpable. While she looked a little
flustered, they couldn’t take their eyes off of each other. After she had the
shirt on, Jason caressed her stomach. We were shocked when Jason Thorn just
backed off after the short but intimate touch. They looked completely in love with
each other.’

After
seeing these snaps of the pair, our team agrees, especially the one where Jason
is greeting the mystery woman with a kiss on her temple. Anyone else swooning?

The
rumors are still circulating that Jason has lost two major roles because of his
sexcapades making the rounds. However, he doesn’t seem too worried about it.
Wouldn’t you agree?

The pair
was photographed leaving together, but our sources say they didn’t head to
Jason Thorn’s pad in Bel Air.

So far we
haven’t heard anything back from Jason’s reps. Do you think this is just
another fling where the mystery woman will end up in another alley with Jason
Thorn? Or does it look like the movie star is changing his ways for the lady in
question? It would definitely be a first, don’t you think? Either way, we’ll
keep you in the loop.

“What are you doing here at eight in the
morning, Megan?” I half-growled as she entered my house. “I thought our meeting
was at twelve o’clock.” Rubbing my eyes, I tried to focus on her as her heels
snapped with efficiency down the hallway and into the living area. She looked
way too ready to start her day, where I was still hoping to get rid of her
quickly so I could get back to bed.

“You haven’t been online,” she guessed
correctly and dropped her purse on the ottoman.

“I was sleeping, Megan. In fact, I’m still
sleeping. Can’t this wait until our meeting?”

“I’m afraid not.” Bending, she fished her
phone out of her bag. “You might want to put something on. Not all of us want
to see you half-naked in the early morning.” She waved her hand at my body
dismissively.

I yawned and looked down at my naked chest.

“What is this about? I’m still keeping it
in my pants if that’s what you came here to check.”

She texted someone on her phone, put it
down, and picked up another one of her phones. It was too early to handle her.

“Tom will be here in a few minutes,” she
said, not looking up from her phone.

“Great,” I yawned again. “Just what I
needed at this hour, both of your faces up in my—”

“Stop whining and go change while I make a
call. I’ll let Tom in.”

“The bastard already has his own security
code; he can let himself in. He better be bringing me some coffee and
breakfast.”

“Tom said he’d call Alvin over, he’ll bring
whatever it is that you like to have.”

“Now you are handling my own assistant,
too, Megan? You don’t have enough people around you to control?”

She gave me a hard look, dismissing me
without another word.

“Just great,” I muttered under my breath as
I left her to do whatever the hell she was there to do.

When I emerged out of my room, freshly
showered and properly clothed as per Megan’s wishes, Tom and Alvin had joined
Megan in the living room and were having a quiet conversation.

“What is this emergency that couldn’t wait
a few more hours?” I asked no one in particular as I sat down right across from
them.

“We have to make a statement,” Megan
started as she crumbled a muffin and took a small bite. Alvin handed everyone
their coffee. After thanking him and picking up my own blueberry muffin, I
tried to give all my focus to Megan. “I didn’t want to say anything without
talking to you first.”

“Then why are Tom and Alvin here? And a
statement about what?”

“I thought Tom would want to be in on this
convo.” She gave a small shrug, keeping her eyes away from Tom. “And you trust
his opinions.”

“You haven’t been online yet?” Alvin asked,
hiding a smirk behind his coffee cup.

I raised an eyebrow.

“And I was the one who called Alvin since
if you give the go ahead, he’ll be one of the few people who is in on this,”
Tom said as he gave Alvin a hard stare.

I glanced back at Alvin, but he gave me a
shrug that clearly said, ‘I have no idea what’s going on either.’

“Are you about to tell me I’m going to die
or something?”

Megan and Tom shared a look I couldn’t even
begin to decipher. Taking a sip of my black coffee, I waited for them to spill
whatever it was they couldn’t wait to tell me.

“I think we found your girl,” Megan finally
announced. Tom was still avoiding my eyes.

“This is about that?” I scratched my
stubble and leaned back in my seat. “I thought someone else had come out
claiming I had sex with them in the elevator or something like that. What’s
online then?” I asked, relaxing into my seat even more.

Megan tilted her head as Tom sighed. “Is
there another girl about to come out and claim that, Jason?”

I gave her a grin. “I don’t think so.”

She raised an eyebrow and waited for
something that wasn’t coming.

Tom broke our eye contact by repeating her
earlier words.

“She is right, Jason. I think we found the
right girl for you. This is the perfect opportunity for us to use. We can’t
miss this.”

“I believe that’s something I’ll decide, not
you, and certainly not Megan. And what opportunity are you talking about?”

Megan powered on her tablet and looked me
square in the eye. “You need to think about this before you make a decision. We
couldn’t have spun a better story than this and we didn’t even do anything.
This is pure, organic PR. If you think about it, you’ll see that yourself. This
is the perfect solution, Jason. All I’m asking is for you to think about this.
Do you understand me?”

I looked at her unblinkingly and said, “I
can see that whoever this girl is, the idea of her being my doting wife is
exciting you for some reason, but I told you before, Megan, I won’t marry some
girl and haul her around to events to get her noticed. If I’m about to share a
house with her, I should at least get along with her as a person.”

Tom smiled. “I don’t think that will be an
issue with this girl.”

After rubbing my temple, I sighed and extended
my hand to Megan. I had dug my own grave, and now it was time to lie in it. “All
right, give it to me.”

Wisely, she handed me the tablet without
saying another word.

When I saw the first photo of me kissing
Olive’s temple, I looked up with a frown on my face.

“What is this? Someone took Olive’s picture
yesterday?”

“Keep scrolling down,” Megan said.

I scrolled down as she’d instructed, and
all I could see were pictures of Olive and me from the day before. Before we
headed into the building as I was jogging to her side, me kissing her temple, a
zoomed in photo of her closed eyes—in a damn red circle—as I was kissing her
temple. It didn’t end there. There were the pictures of her after she had
changed into my shirt. As my anger started to rise, I was thankful that they
hadn’t managed to get any shots of her while she was half-naked in her bra, but
they did have shots of me caressing her stomach as we clearly stood a little
too close to each other. I hadn’t noticed that I was standing inches away from
her lips.

They weren’t the best quality, some were
even blurry, but every shot looked intimate.

And blurry or not, we were beaming at each
other.

“What the hell is this? Who took these?” I
asked, only then noticing that Alvin was looking at the photos over my
shoulder.

“They were either taken by someone who
works in the building or just someone who was visiting. No one knew you were
going to be there, and the shots are not high enough quality to be from a pap,”
said Megan. “There is an article attached to it. Read it.”

Agreeing with her assessment about the images
having been captured a bystander, I scrolled farther down and got to the
article.

My anger reached a whole other level. I
rose up from my seat and tossed the tablet on the couch between Tom and Megan.

Everyone was silent.

“I have to call Dylan and their parents. If
someone tells them about this, they’ll misunderstand.”

“Dylan?” Alvin asked from where he stood,
his arms crossed against his chest.

“Olive’s brother. My
friend
,” I clarified,
glancing at Tom. That bastard knew I was friends with Olive’s brother.

“We can use her,” Megan interrupted before
I could even think of where I’d left my phone the night before.

“What did you just say?” I asked softly.
Surely I hadn’t heard her right.

Tom silenced Megan with a sharp look. “Come
on, let’s just sit down for a minute, Jason. Like you said, it’s pretty early.
I’m sure neither her nor her family has seen anything yet. You’ll call them as
soon as we are gone.”

Even though I didn’t want to admit it, he
was right. I wouldn’t want to alarm Olive’s mom and dad by calling at an
ungodly hour, especially when there was a definite chance that they knew
nothing about the photos.

I sat my ass back down and reached for my
coffee. After I swallowed almost all of it down, I got up and tossed the cup
into the garbage can in the kitchen.

“Ok, who has this?” I asked when I was back
and my temper was slightly more under control.

“It dropped online after midnight. I tried
calling you, but you weren’t answering, which is why I thought I should come
here in the morning instead of waiting for our meeting. We need to get ahead of
this and make a decision.”

“You were right, thank you for not waiting
until our meeting. I don’t want them to learn about it from someone else. I doubt
Olive has seen it either. At least not yet, not after her night out.”

Alvin coughed behind me and walked toward
the kitchen. “Since you are having this meeting early, I’ll go and rearrange
your schedule.”

“What night?” Megan asked, looking at
Alvin’s retreating back.

I waved my hand. “Just in case I missed
someone taking pictures of me, I was in a college bar with Olive. She was
celebrating her movie deal with her friends and I was in and out of there with
her in ten minutes tops. Other than her friends, nobody recognized me, so there
is nothing to worry about.”

“Jason, was that a smart thing to do?” Tom
asked. “Especially when you are trying to lay low? They could’ve written you up
with a college girl if they had gotten a whiff of your scent in there.”

“If they had pictures, trust me, they
would’ve released them with the rest of this. I was okay.”

Megan’s sharp eyes were still on me. “So,
what is your decision?”

“Decision? About what?”

“We have an opportunity here, Jason. It’s
up to you if we use it or not, at this point. If you accept, all I’m going to
do is release who she is to the media and give a short back story of how she is
your childhood friend—”

“She is my childhood friend’s
sister
,”
I growled.

Megan just kept going. “And how she is the
author of the adaptation... Well, everything will fall into place even easier
than we expected. No one will assume your marriage is fake. All they’ll see is
two friends falling in love after seeing each other again after so many years. The
public will love the story. It’s the perfect cover, Jason, and you know it.”

“No, Megan. No matter how perfect this all
sounds to you, I won’t use Olive. No.”

“Who said you’ll be using her? Your PR team
will be using your story. Not you. She is your friend isn’t she? Wouldn’t she
want to help you? You’re already friends, so what if you live in the same house
for a few years?”

“She is right, Jason,” Tom jumped in. “I
don’t think Olive would mind helping you, and I’m sure you remember what I told
you about the book… I think she might be more than okay with this.”

I dropped my head into my hands. Olive, my
wife? Dylan would skin me alive. Him aside, I didn’t even want to think of what
her parents would think of me.

“Here.” Tom handed me the tablet again.
“Look at these photos and tell me I’m not right.”

“The chemistry between you two speaks for
itself, Jason. You already look half in love with her in these. It wouldn’t
take much to make people believe that you married for the right reasons,” said
Megan.

I grabbed the tablet from Tom—maybe a
little too forcefully—and glanced at the website where our photos were
plastered.

Funnily enough, we did look in love.

Yeah, I was definitely in trouble.