Jason’s P.O.V.
I looked up at the ceiling of the dark living room. It was probably the middle of the night by now, but for the life of me I could not seem to be getting any sleep tonight. My arm was feeling numb from where Sami’s head was sleeping on it, but I didn't want to move at all. My mind was running wild constantly.
Sami…
She was like my personal Goddamn drug. I had just had her and now I already wanted her again, and I wondered if I would ever stop wanting her like this, and I chuckled to myself, already knowing the answer before I had asked myself the question. No, I would never stop wanting her like this. I had never stopped wanting her all those years that she had been living somewhere else either, so I sure as hell wouldn’t stop wanting her when she was within arm’s reach o
