Scarlett was terrified that Jason might do something. She closed her eyes and jumped down.
Jason caught her effortlessly.
She felt dazed as she collided with his solid muscles. The familiar scent of his cologne filled her senses, causing a momentary distraction.
Scarlett quickly pushed away from him.
"Thanks," she said, stepping back to create some distance. Leaning in, she whispered, "I'm going inside. Take care on your way home."
"Alright, good night," Jason replied, turning smoothly and jumping back over the wall.
As she watched him leave, Scarlett couldn't help but feel a growing fondness for him.
He always appeared to resolve her various crises and always brought something different to her life.
He had barged into her life so dominantly and forcefully. If he weren't her future
