Chapter 63: 63. Chopsticks.
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"Wow... I'm so surprised you know how to cook." Jessie gasped as she watched Jason sashay around the kitchen with elegance.
"Really? There's nothing I don't know how to do?" He boasted his chest puffed up.
Jessie smiled and shook her head "I believe you."
He winked at her as he dropped the plate of hot steaming pasta on the island in front of her.
She looked up at him, then back at the food. "This really smells great."
"Dig in" he encouraged her.
She pouted when she looked at the cutleries, picking up the fork she dug in.
"No chopsticks?" Jason asked.
"I'll tell you a secret, I don't know how to use chopsticks." She whispered.
Jason brow lowered and he walked around the island, tossing the apron he sat on the stool beside her. "Would you like to learn?"
"Sure, why not? But what I'm really interested in is cooking" She shrugged.
"One step at a time." He said with a seductive smirk playing at his lips. Jessie looked away to calm her breathing, when did she forgive him? Why was she feel so hot?
"Fine." He smiled and picked up the chopsticks, putting them between his fingers he demonstrated how she should hold them.
Taking them from his hands she tried to hold it in her hands. "Like this?" She asked.
"Wait... hold inbetween your index and middle finger." He corrected, she still could not get it.
He leaned towards her and grabbing her hands from behind puppeting her movements, Jessie froze when his chest came in contact with her back. Turning slightly she met his gaze, they stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like eternity but was only a couple of seconds. Before Jason broke the eye contact and his gaze lowered to her slightly parted lips.
Hot and bothered Jessie habitually drew her bottom lip in between her teeth and that was Jason undoing. His other hand left her side and travelled up her neck, and he tilted his head to capture her lips. Until the chopsticks fell and hit the ceramic plate, jerking them both out of their trance.
Jessie cleared her throat and looked away, shoving her hair behind her ear nervously, "I'm I doing it the right way?" She asked picking up the sticks again.
Jason blinked and moved back into his stool by the island. "Yeah, you got it."
Nodding she set out to start eating, but failed totally. "Ugh! Why can't I get any in my mouth?!" She yelled frustrated and covered in sauce.
When she heard laughter she turned to look at Jason. "Hey! Don't laugh" she whined.
"Here just use the fork, you're hopeless." He laughed, she pouted.
"No fair, I can't even revenge because you're not bad at anything" she frowned.
"What do you want me to be bad at? I'll do it for you." He said.
"What the heck is that? Don't make me even more pitiful." She warned.
"Fine, fine. Oh yeah, not that I mind but wouldn't you be more comfortable in clothes your own size?" He asked, noticing she was still in his shirt.
"That is true, I've been wearing sandals all week. If my stylist saw me she would have a heart attack." Jessie nodded between mouth fulls of pasta.
"I think you're doing fine on your own" Jason shrugged.
"Right? Ofcourse I have to have some fashion sense it is a crucial part of my industry." She nodded. "Are you really going to let me go shopping?"
"No" he shook his head.
She pursed her lips and looked away, "I'm also going to need my card back." He stated bluntly.
Jessie eyes widened and she stared at him in shock, "no." She shook her head. "You can't take your card away, please."
He expression remained stoic and he stared at her with a bored smile. "You know a lot of people I know would be hesitant to take someone's money. You didn't even argue when I gave you the card."
"Well... yeah, not a lot of people are me. What I'm supposed to do with my life if you take your card?" She asked, giving him her cutest pout and puppy dog eyes.
"What are you doing with the card right now? You didn't get anything, instead you've been spending fortunes following Patricia around. Do you not know it's cheaper to take a bus?" He asked.
She gasped and stepped of her stool, "you can't be serious. How are you so stingy when you're so rich?" She asked in disbelief.
Jason just leaned back and folded his arms, staring at the actress, and her break down. It was so cute, she was so spoiled.
"How can you be so entitled when you basically have nothing anymore?" He replied her, with a small smirk.
She huffed, "I have something."
"And what is that? You don't even have clothes pray tell what is this thing you have?" He asked, amusement coating his words.
She narrowed her eyes at him. "Not what, who?" Jason's brow rose in question.
"I have you. You can give me everything." She said with a wide smile.
Jason looked taken aback at first, then he started laughing. "Is that so?" He said stepping off the stool as well, Jessie nodded.
"Well if you have me, then you don't need anything thing else. I am such a catch don't you think?" He said stalking towards her small frame, not realising his intentions or the distance closing inbetween, Jessie rolled her eyes.
"Don't deceive yourself, I only said that because you gave me your credit card. And there are no backsies with me." She said.
"Oh yeah? So you only want me for my money."
"No... I want you for other reasons too" She said.
"Like what?"
"Well... you kn- wait a minute what are you trying to do?" She asked finally realising where the conversation was heading to.
He laughed, shrugging "I only wanted to know what little miss perfect wanted me for?"
"I don't want you, you don't want what you already have." She stated matter of factly.
Jason brow went up and he stopped in his tracks, he knew Jessie was not a shy woman but he didn't expect her to be this bold.
Jessie cringed when she saw his reaction, that did not sound the way it did in her head. And when did he get so close to her?
Before he could say anything in response to her apparently bold statement, she ran around him and grabbed her bowl of uneaten pasta.
"Where are you going? We're not done here." Jason eyed her suspiciously as she clutched the bowl like it was her life.
"Yeah well, I'm done." She said running up the stairs.
"Hey! Hey! Come back here!" Jason yelled after her, trying to hold back his laughter. That woman definitely knew how to surprise him.
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"Wow... I'm so surprised you know how to cook." Jessie gasped as she watched Jason sashay around the kitchen with elegance.
"Really? There's nothing I don't know how to do?" He boasted his chest puffed up.
Jessie smiled and shook her head "I believe you."
He winked at her as he dropped the plate of hot steaming pasta on the island in front of her.
She looked up at him, then back at the food. "This really smells great."
"Dig in" he encouraged her.
She pouted when she looked at the cutleries, picking up the fork she dug in.
"No chopsticks?" Jason asked.
"I'll tell you a secret, I don't know how to use chopsticks." She whispered.
Jason brow lowered and he walked around the island, tossing the apron he sat on the stool beside her. "Would you like to learn?"
"Sure, why not? But what I'm really interested in is cooking" She shrugged.
"One step at a time." He said with a seductive smirk playing at his lips. Jessie looked away to calm her breathing, when did she forgive him? Why was she feel so hot?
"Fine." He smiled and picked up the chopsticks, putting them between his fingers he demonstrated how she should hold them.
Taking them from his hands she tried to hold it in her hands. "Like this?" She asked.
"Wait... hold inbetween your index and middle finger." He corrected, she still could not get it.
He leaned towards her and grabbing her hands from behind puppeting her movements, Jessie froze when his chest came in contact with her back. Turning slightly she met his gaze, they stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like eternity but was only a couple of seconds. Before Jason broke the eye contact and his gaze lowered to her slightly parted lips.
Hot and bothered Jessie habitually drew her bottom lip in between her teeth and that was Jason undoing. His other hand left her side and travelled up her neck, and he tilted his head to capture her lips. Until the chopsticks fell and hit the ceramic plate, jerking them both out of their trance.
Jessie cleared her throat and looked away, shoving her hair behind her ear nervously, "I'm I doing it the right way?" She asked picking up the sticks again.
Jason blinked and moved back into his stool by the island. "Yeah, you got it."
Nodding she set out to start eating, but failed totally. "Ugh! Why can't I get any in my mouth?!" She yelled frustrated and covered in sauce.
When she heard laughter she turned to look at Jason. "Hey! Don't laugh" she whined.
"Here just use the fork, you're hopeless." He laughed, she pouted.
"No fair, I can't even revenge because you're not bad at anything" she frowned.
"What do you want me to be bad at? I'll do it for you." He said.
"What the heck is that? Don't make me even more pitiful." She warned.
"Fine, fine. Oh yeah, not that I mind but wouldn't you be more comfortable in clothes your own size?" He asked, noticing she was still in his shirt.
"That is true, I've been wearing sandals all week. If my stylist saw me she would have a heart attack." Jessie nodded between mouth fulls of pasta.
"I think you're doing fine on your own" Jason shrugged.
"Right? Ofcourse I have to have some fashion sense it is a crucial part of my industry." She nodded. "Are you really going to let me go shopping?"
"No" he shook his head.
She pursed her lips and looked away, "I'm also going to need my card back." He stated bluntly.
Jessie eyes widened and she stared at him in shock, "no." She shook her head. "You can't take your card away, please."
He expression remained stoic and he stared at her with a bored smile. "You know a lot of people I know would be hesitant to take someone's money. You didn't even argue when I gave you the card."
"Well... yeah, not a lot of people are me. What I'm supposed to do with my life if you take your card?" She asked, giving him her cutest pout and puppy dog eyes.
"What are you doing with the card right now? You didn't get anything, instead you've been spending fortunes following Patricia around. Do you not know it's cheaper to take a bus?" He asked.
She gasped and stepped of her stool, "you can't be serious. How are you so stingy when you're so rich?" She asked in disbelief.
Jason just leaned back and folded his arms, staring at the actress, and her break down. It was so cute, she was so spoiled.
"How can you be so entitled when you basically have nothing anymore?" He replied her, with a small smirk.
She huffed, "I have something."
"And what is that? You don't even have clothes pray tell what is this thing you have?" He asked, amusement coating his words.
She narrowed her eyes at him. "Not what, who?" Jason's brow rose in question.
"I have you. You can give me everything." She said with a wide smile.
Jason looked taken aback at first, then he started laughing. "Is that so?" He said stepping off the stool as well, Jessie nodded.
"Well if you have me, then you don't need anything thing else. I am such a catch don't you think?" He said stalking towards her small frame, not realising his intentions or the distance closing inbetween, Jessie rolled her eyes.
"Don't deceive yourself, I only said that because you gave me your credit card. And there are no backsies with me." She said.
"Oh yeah? So you only want me for my money."
"No... I want you for other reasons too" She said.
"Like what?"
"Well... you kn- wait a minute what are you trying to do?" She asked finally realising where the conversation was heading to.
He laughed, shrugging "I only wanted to know what little miss perfect wanted me for?"
"I don't want you, you don't want what you already have." She stated matter of factly.
Jason brow went up and he stopped in his tracks, he knew Jessie was not a shy woman but he didn't expect her to be this bold.
Jessie cringed when she saw his reaction, that did not sound the way it did in her head. And when did he get so close to her?
Before he could say anything in response to her apparently bold statement, she ran around him and grabbed her bowl of uneaten pasta.
"Where are you going? We're not done here." Jason eyed her suspiciously as she clutched the bowl like it was her life.
"Yeah well, I'm done." She said running up the stairs.
"Hey! Hey! Come back here!" Jason yelled after her, trying to hold back his laughter. That woman definitely knew how to surprise him.
"Wow... I'm so surprised you know how to cook." Jessie gasped as she watched Jason sashay around the kitchen with elegance. "Really? There's nothing I don't know how to do?" He boasted his chest puffed up. Jessie smiled and shook her head "I believe you." He winked at her as he dropped the plate of hot steaming pasta on the island in front of her. She looked up at him, then back at the food. "This really smells great." "Dig in" he encouraged her. She pouted when she looked at the cutleries, picking up the fork she dug in. "No chopsticks?" Jason asked. "I'll tell you a secret, I don't know how to use chopsticks." She whispered. Jason brow lowered and he walked around the island, tossing the apron he sat on the stool beside her. "Would you like to learn?" "Sure, why not? But what I'm really interested in is cooking" She shrugged. "One step at a time." He said with a seductive smirk playing at his lips. Jessie looked away to calm her breathing, when did she forgive him? Why was she feel so hot? "Fine." He smiled and picked up the chopsticks, putting them between his fingers he demonstrated how she should hold them. Taking them from his hands she tried to hold it in her hands. "Like this?" She asked. "Wait... hold inbetween your index and middle finger." He corrected, she still could not get it. He leaned towards her and grabbing her hands from behind puppeting her movements, Jessie froze when his chest came in contact with her back. Turning slightly she met his gaze, they stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like eternity but was only a couple of seconds. Before Jason broke the eye contact and his gaze lowered to her slightly parted lips. Hot and bothered Jessie habitually drew her bottom lip in between her teeth and that was Jason undoing. His other hand left her side and travelled up her neck, and he tilted his head to capture her lips. Until the chopsticks fell and hit the ceramic plate, jerking them both out of their trance. Jessie cleared her throat and looked away, shoving her hair behind her ear nervously, "I'm I doing it the right way?" She asked picking up the sticks again. Jason blinked and moved back into his stool by the island. "Yeah, you got it." Nodding she set out to start eating, but failed totally. "Ugh! Why can't I get any in my mouth?!" She yelled frustrated and covered in sauce. When she heard laughter she turned to look at Jason. "Hey! Don't laugh" she whined. "Here just use the fork, you're hopeless." He laughed, she pouted. "No fair, I can't even revenge because you're not bad at anything" she frowned. "What do you want me to be bad at? I'll do it for you." He said. "What the heck is that? Don't make me even more pitiful." She warned. "Fine, fine. Oh yeah, not that I mind but wouldn't you be more comfortable in clothes your own size?" He asked, noticing she was still in his shirt. "That is true, I've been wearing sandals all week. If my stylist saw me she would have a heart attack." Jessie nodded between mouth fulls of pasta. "I think you're doing fine on your own" Jason shrugged. "Right? Ofcourse I have to have some fashion sense it is a crucial part of my industry." She nodded. "Are you really going to let me go shopping?" "No" he shook his head. She pursed her lips and looked away, "I'm also going to need my card back." He stated bluntly. Jessie eyes widened and she stared at him in shock, "no." She shook her head. "You can't take your card away, please." He expression remained stoic and he stared at her with a bored smile. "You know a lot of people I know would be hesitant to take someone's money. You didn't even argue when I gave you the card." "Well... yeah, not a lot of people are me. What I'm supposed to do with my life if you take your card?" She asked, giving him her cutest pout and puppy dog eyes. "What are you doing with the card right now? You didn't get anything, instead you've been spending fortunes following Patricia around. Do you not know it's cheaper to take a bus?" He asked. She gasped and stepped of her stool, "you can't be serious. How are you so stingy when you're so rich?" She asked in disbelief. Jason just leaned back and folded his arms, staring at the actress, and her break down. It was so cute, she was so spoiled. "How can you be so entitled when you basically have nothing anymore?" He replied her, with a small smirk. She huffed, "I have something." "And what is that? You don't even have clothes pray tell what is this thing you have?" He asked, amusement coating his words. She narrowed her eyes at him. "Not what, who?" Jason's brow rose in question. "I have you. You can give me everything." She said with a wide smile. Jason looked taken aback at first, then he started laughing. "Is that so?" He said stepping off the stool as well, Jessie nodded. "Well if you have me, then you don't need anything thing else. I am such a catch don't you think?" He said stalking towards her small frame, not realising his intentions or the distance closing inbetween, Jessie rolled her eyes. "Don't deceive yourself, I only said that because you gave me your credit card. And there are no backsies with me." She said. "Oh yeah? So you only want me for my money." "No... I want you for other reasons too" She said. "Like what?" "Well... you kn- wait a minute what are you trying to do?" She asked finally realising where the conversation was heading to. He laughed, shrugging "I only wanted to know what little miss perfect wanted me for?" "I don't want you, you don't want what you already have." She stated matter of factly. Jason brow went up and he stopped in his tracks, he knew Jessie was not a shy woman but he didn't expect her to be this bold. Jessie cringed when she saw his reaction, that did not sound the way it did in her head. And when did he get so close to her? Before he could say anything in response to her apparently bold statement, she ran around him and grabbed her bowl of uneaten pasta. "Where are you going? We're not done here." Jason eyed her suspiciously as she clutched the bowl like it was her life. "Yeah well, I'm done." She said running up the stairs. "Hey! Hey! Come back here!" Jason yelled after her, trying to hold back his laughter. That woman definitely knew how to surprise him.
