Jillian was utterly shocked as she stood face-to-face with the young blonde who somehow mistook her for Jason’s mother, of all people.

“Hold the fuck up! What did you just say!?” she yelled, feeling deeply offended, while her eye twitched in disbelief.

Here she was, finally meeting the infamous Lina, and she already wanted to throttle the little twerp.

“Sooo you’re not Katia then?” Lina asked, eyeing Jillian up and down. “Hmmm. Looking at you now, you’re nothing like the pictures I’ve seen of Katia. I was trying to be polite just in case,” she continued.

“Ya fuckin think! If that was you being polite I-… Grrrr. Do I look like I’m old enough to be the mom of a twenty-six-year-old?” Jillian snapped, fists clenched at her sides.

“Maybe. It's hard to tell. I didn’t think Jason’s mom would be tacky enough to dye her hair red, so that’s a relief at least. So, is Jase home?” the blonde girl inquired, trying to peek past Jillian.

“If you take a single step into this house I will—,” Jillian was seething with rage, but her tirade was cut short by Jason swooping in, wrapping his arms around her, and muffling her protests with his hand. He pulled her back as she struggled in his grasp.

“I’m right here, Lina. Both of you calm down.” Jason interjected, shooting a stern look at the blonde girl. “I am going to need you both to keep it civil, so no more insults.”

Lina, however, seemed oblivious to the tension, her face lighting up with delight.

“Jase! There you are!” she exclaimed happily. “I never insulted anyone though? Is that your cousin? Where’s mom?” Questions tumbled out of Lina’s mouth faster than Jason could reasonably answer them.

Jillian, meanwhile, was getting increasingly annoyed at having her mouth covered. Jason could feel her trying to bite his hand, but he managed to move it out of harm’s way just in time. With her mouth free, Jillian let out a shout without hesitation.

“I’m not his cousin, he’s my fucking boyfriend! So you need to back the fuck off!” she snapped at Lina with a growl, while Jason kept her from lunging at the other girl with his arm around her waist. Lina’s smile vanished as she turned to face the other woman. Arms now crossed over her chest, Lina’s expression had gone from friendly to downright displeased, eyeing the redhead with suspicion in her eyes.

She let out a small, “Hmph,” and then glanced back up at Jason.

“Seriously, Jason? You’d go so far as to hire someone to pretend to be your girlfriend? I thought we were closer than that. Do you really hate me that much?” she sniffed, looking like she was about to cry.

“Hire me?! You’re fuckin’ delusional! Maybe he’s not into you because you’re acting like a spoiled child. If you really knew him, you would know that he wouldn’t do something like that!” Jillian fired back.

“Ladies, settle down!” Jason interjected loudly, slightly exasperated.

Maurice stepped forward, but Lina quickly stopped him with a hand, her tears disappearing instantly.

“Lina, look. If you want to come in, so we can talk about this and explain everything, you are more than welcome. I promise this isn’t some act. We have been discussing how you might react, so I will do what it takes to prove it to you,” he started, but Lina cut him off again.

“Don’t even bother. I already know this is fake. You’re literally trying to tell me you’ve got a girlfriend, that’s a REDHEAD!? Seriously, Jase? I know you and I know why you can’t stand redheads and your track record with them…” Lina’s words caught Jillian off guard. But there was no way she knew about what she put Jason through. Was there?

“The fuck do you even mean by that?” Jillian knew the answer, but she was doing her best to avoid showing any fear. Jason looked rather uncomfortable, knowing exactly what Lina meant. “That was a long time ago Lina, and I was young and angry,” he muttered.

Lina let out a bark of laughter. “He hasn’t even told you how much or why he hates redheads. This is so fake it hurts. I hope you know you are on the verge of violating our contract, Jase,” she said with a confident smirk.

Jillian was done with her bullshit.

“Let me tell you something. Not only do I know that he disliked redheads before, but I was the reason he hated them in the first place. And he still picked me over you.” She smugly leaned back into Jason, who still had an arm around her waist for Lina’s safety.

“Wait. What! You... You’re Jillian Lins? The girl who falsely accused Jason of molesting her in high school?!” The words smacked Jillian like a physical blow, making her flinch. She looked up at Jason with a devastated expression.

“Y-you told her that...” Jillian said sadly. She knew it was his right, but it still hurt thinking about him going around telling people.

Jason shook his head immediately as Jillian looked up at him with that same hurt expression he hated so much.

“I never told her anything remotely close to that!” he said, almost shouting, trying to defend himself.

There was a small pause as she did her best to calm down slightly and eventually believe his words. After a few seconds of the two locking eyes Lina chimed in again.

“Ahem, no. I read it in his personal records. Honestly, I was going to offer to send you to a mental hospital for the rest of your life as his engagement present,” she said shamelessly. The other two gave Lina hard stares.

“You’re out of your fucking gourd,” Jillian said, scowling.

“I would never have wanted that, even if I hadn’t reconnected and forgiven her for the past.” Both Lina and Jillian's heads snapped to Jason, though for different reasons. It was the first time Jason had openly said he forgave Jillian, and she was completely stunned.

There was a pause before Jason spoke up again.

“Can we please take this inside? We don’t need to broadcast our business to the whole damn neighborhood,” he suggested, trying to avoid any unnecessary attention. The last thing he wanted was for his mom to get caught up in this drama that she had nothing to do with. Lina let out a sigh.

“Very well.” She said, stepping into the house, and quickly motioning for Maurice to stay outside.

“You wait out here,” she instructed firmly. Maurice opened his mouth to protest, but Lina shot him a stern look.

“Stay put, Maurice, or you’re walking back to Florida!” she warned, with a firm tone. With a resigned nod, the big man acquiesced.

“Very well, ma’am. Shout if you need me,” he said, turning to monitor the surroundings.

“I won’t,” she answered before walking into the house.

Jason felt sorry for Maurice. Plus, it was going to be a bit awkward when people drove by and saw a big man standing guard outside the house. Once Lina was inside, he shut the door behind her. Jillian was still busy looking up at Jason with glassy eyes. In her trance, Jason helped guide her into the living room. The three of them entered the living room, and Jason gestured for Lina to take a seat in a recliner. He then maneuvered the still rather distracted Jillian onto the couch seat furthest away from the other woman and sat next to her. Lina wasn’t thrilled about this seating arrangement, but kept quiet for the moment. Instead, she gave them both a scowl, folded her arms, and crossed her legs, glaring at the two of them. The perfect day she had planned was already ruined and getting worse by the second.

Jason took a deep breath before glancing over at the young blonde.

“Okay, Lina. I know this is gonna sound crazy, but it’s all true. Jillian and I reconnected on my first day here,” he tried to explain calmly. Lina just rolled her eyes at his words, though.

“And how long have you been here?” she asked suspiciously.

“Just over a week,” Jason admitted. As he said it, it really hit him how short a time it had taken for him to develop feelings for Jillian. Things have been moving so quickly for them both since he arrived.

“So, in a week, you two went from hating each other in high school and never talking once since then, to... what?” Lina wanted them to spell it out, as she struggled to voice what she feared might be the truth. She tried to maintain some level of calm, but deep down, she was very upset. Jason had told her they needed time to get to know each other and make a connection. So she had given him almost two years, but here he was with a girl that had tormented him in the past and he had fallen for her in a week. It wasn’t fair.

Jason glanced at Jillian, who still wore a look of wonder. When their eyes met, she snapped back to reality. She blinked a few times, and looked away, her face feeling flush while trying to remember what they were currently talking about. Looking back at Lina it came back to her.

“Just because we didn’t get along in high school doesn’t mean we don’t now. We still fight now and then, but for the record, even back in high school, I always thought he was cute. I was just so wrapped up in my anger and grief that I took it out on him. Also, I never said he touched me back then. It was all just bullshit rumors that got too much attention. But after what happened, I couldn’t see that he was just scared of being accused again. And I stupidly lashed out at him for it.” Jason’s eyes widened in surprise at her sudden admission.

“He was like this big, shy, soft teddy bear, with the most amazing eyes. I regret how I treated him every single day. So you can believe what you want, but the truth is, he is mine, I am his. Even if it’s only been a short amount of time, it doesn’t change how we feel.”

She let it all out, all of her feelings and thoughts on their current and past situation. It all left Jason a bit shocked, but his heart was racing as he stared at the passionate redhead next to him. It made him resolve to be more open with her about his worries, so they could overcome them before they became problems.

Lina’s scowl deepened as Jillian slid her hand along Jason’s arm, intertwining her fingers with his.

“D-do you… feel the same way, Jason?” Lina asked in a calm tone, but her eyes told a different story as they looked like they were moments away from exploding with real tears this time.

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“I do, Lina. I’m sorry, but it’s all true. According to our agreement, I will not be going out with you,” Jason said, trying to keep things calm.

But Lina had one last ditch effort up her sleeve. “No! I won’t accept it!” she snapped. Her refusal caught them off guard.

“You what?” Jason said, taken aback.

“You heard me. I’m not agreeing without solid proof. I didn’t wait almost two years just to have my chance taken away at the last minute,” she said, her tone firm, though a few real tears spilled from her eyes.

“Lina, come on, let’s be reasonable here,” Jason began, but Lina cut him off with a sharp retort.

“I don’t care! I refuse to believe it!” she snapped back, her arms crossed defiantly as she pouted like a spoiled child. Sitting there, tapping her foot on the carpet, she shot daggers at the both of them. Jillian shot back a glare of her own before standing up abruptly.

“So you want proof, huh?” she challenged, hands on her hips.

Lina’s eyes widened in surprise as Jillian stood up.

“Uh, y-yeah,” Lina stammered.

“Well, then brace yourself for some hard evidence, you spoiled fuckin’ brat,” Jillian declared, her tone sharp.

Suddenly, she straddled Jason’s lap and pushed him back against the couch.

“H-hey!” he said in surprise as she was forcing herself on him. “What are you-”

Jillian silenced him by pressing her lips against his.

The kiss was forceful and deep right from the start. Jason’s initial protests faded quickly as the warmth of her lips and tongue invaded his mouth. Jillian’s hands moved up to cradle his face as she purposely let her lips smack loudly against his. Even going so far as to pull back slightly while leaving her tongue in his mouth, exposing the sight for Lina to see.

Lina watched the couple’s spontaneous make-out session with wide, shocked eyes. Her jaw dropped slightly. Jason might have been a bit hesitant to do this in front of someone else, but he was quickly lost in the intense passion and pleasure that the kiss brought.

Jillian pulled back for a moment to gaze into Jason’s eyes, licking her lips, and leaning in to nibble on his ear before whispering into it.

“Did you really mean it?” she said, dragging the soft flesh of his earlobe between her teeth.

His whole body shivered from the attack on his ear. It wasn’t bad, far from it really, as his hands gripped the couch cushion, trying to maintain some composure. He let out a rather pathetic moan before responding to her question.

“Nnhh… what?” he panted slightly, feeling Jillian’s hands lower to grab his arms and yank on them, trying to pull them from his grip on the cushions.

“Do you actually forgive me… or was that for her?”

Her words made his eyes open. There was a momentary lull in their actions as the question hung between them.

Jason’s hands slowly released the cushion and let her pull his arms up to wrap around her waist.

“I told you…,” his lips suddenly latched onto her neck and he bit it softly, his teeth grazed her pale skin as he sucked. It made Jillian twitch uncontrollably a few times.

“I don’t like to lie,” Jason said as his mouth came off her neck. That was all she needed to hear from the man.

“Thank you…Thank you so much Jason.”

Her tone was a choked up whisper as her arms quickly wrapped around his neck and the two squeezed each other tightly.

“W-what are you two even doing?!” Lina’s voice suddenly reminded them of her presence. The two of them let out synchronized, heavy sighs, but when Jillian leaned back, their eyes locked once more. Sharing a smile even with the pest sitting nearby.

Jillian turned to look over at Lina once more.

“We are proving how serious our relationship is. Do you honestly think that Jason of all people would simply let someone like me kiss him like this? Without resisting and even returning my affection? I thought you knew him?” She had a look that was full of confidence and like she was looking down on Lina for even thinking this was fake.

Jason’s hands had moved down to rest on the slope of her hips where her waist met her butt. The young blonde withdrew slightly, but her face was bright pink and there were teeth marks on her bottom lip. Jillian quickly spotted the telltale signs of arousal and raised a brow in curiosity.

“I-I do...W-well… maybe, I don’t know,” Lina said, refusing to make eye contact again.

Jason, meanwhile, was getting a bit handsy. His hands moved down even more and ran along Jillian's sheer pantyhose covered thighs, exposed by her hiked up skirt. He squeezed and rubbed, lost in his own little world, looking like he was enjoying himself quite a bit.

“I-I still don’t believe you,” Lina said eventually, but the way her thighs were clamped together Jillian had suspicions about her continued refusal.

“Are… are you getting turned on watching me and Jason make out?” she asked, suddenly making Lina’s head snap back to the pair on the couch.

“W-w-what , no of c-course not!” She said, quickly denying the accusation.

“Mmmhmm,” the redhead said doubtfully with a devilish grin.

“Okay then, I don’t suppose you mind if we continue. I know we are happy to prove it in any way we have to.”

“We are?” Jason said, a bit confused. He wasn’t all that pleased with doing all this in front of Lina, wishing she would have just taken his word and left. Jillian stared back at him with a look that screamed for him to play along.

“Yes, we are.”

Another quiet sigh escaped Jason before he nodded, “That’s right, I will do anything to prove it.”

Before the man could finish speaking, Jillian was already yanking up his tank top to expose his chest.

“Hey!” he exclaimed, protesting as she started running her fingers through his thick, dark chest hair. She bit her lip as she stared down at the trail of coarse hair that cascaded down the middle of his muscled chest and abs.

Lina was staring hard at the scene before her. Seeing Jason shirtless in photos was no comparison to the real thing. Along with the stern half smile he wore as he glared slightly at Jillian, these were the things Lina’s dreams were made of. Yet in her dreams, she was the one getting those looks. Yet she still felt a strange powerful warmth building up just below her tummy.

“W-what is happening?” her thoughts raced.

Lina suddenly realized something at that moment. Even though it was Jillian, not her, physically doing everything with Jason. Seeing the couple whisper to each other and share these intimate moments… They made her feel good. Like, really good. Just because she wasn’t the one getting the affection directly didn’t mean she couldn’t be happy or apparently get pleasure.

“I don’t get your fascination with my chest hair,” Jason said with a huff.

“What can I say, I am an old fashioned girl. I like my men hairy,” Jillian returned with a giggle.

The pair bantered a bit, lost in their own world. Lina’s heart thudded in her chest and it made everything so clear. It wasn’t just Jason she was truly after. It was an overwhelming desire to see him happy. When they met at that party, he was so depressed and seemed so lonely and angry at the world. She thought she could be the one to fix all that for him. Even in his texts, he never showed even an ounce of the happiness she was seeing here today. In the two years she knew him, she failed to do what Jillian had accomplished in a week. Watching them lean in for another deep passionate kiss, she felt a deep warmth in both her heart and loins.

“Great, now I’m the pervert,” she grumbled in her thoughts.

“Maybe we should give her an even more convincing show.” Jillian’s evil grin returned as her hand trailed down and teased a finger along the waistband of Jason’s shorts. She felt his cock twitch under her ass, making her giggle slightly.

“I don’t think…” Jason started but was cut off.

“I believe you!” Lina’s voice suddenly shouted loudly, making both of them look towards her.

“Huh?” Jillian said as they saw the young woman standing up from the recliner, now staring at them with a bright blush burning bright on her face.

“You believe us?” Jason said, his hands still on Jillian’s thighs, mid squeeze.

Lina nodded, her eyes darting to and from the pair.

“Yes…”

“Oh… well, that’s… great,” he said before looking back at Jillian, who shrugged and slid off the side of his lap, resting her back against the arm of the couch. She kept her legs across his lap to hide the bulge in Jason’s shorts. He was eternally grateful for her quick thinking. Really she just didn't want to give Lina the satisfaction of getting to see even the outline of his dick. Jillian never figured she was the jealous type, so she was learning something new about herself as well.

“I do have one request and I would appreciate it if you two would at least hear me out,” Lina said, lowering her head slightly in shyness, though her thighs were still clamped together and rubbing slightly. Jillian and Jason silently communicated through their eyes for a moment.

Jillian let out a sigh and nodded, “Fine, we will hear you out, but there is no guarantee either of us will agree. Not after all the shit you pulled.” Her tone was firm, and Jason nodded with a slight wince as Jillian started teasing his erection with her calves, making it rather hard for him to focus.

“Thank you, that’s all I ask,” Lina said looking back at them with a soft smile.

“Well, let's hear it then.” Jillian snapped, making Lina jump slightly.

“Oh right, umm, well, I was just wondering… I know I can’t be Jason’s partner anymore. But… I w-would really appreciate it if… well,” she started to stammer.

All sense of the calm savvy young woman that boldly walked into the home was gone. All that was left was a stuttering mess of nerves and arousal. Jillian was pretty sure she knew what she was going to ask and was ready to deny it right away.

“I ain’t sharing, bitch, so don’t even.-”

“Please, let me be your friend!” Lina blurted out, completely blindsiding Jillian.

“What?! Friend? Do you mean friends with benefits?” Lina looked a little confused by this, but thankfully explained what she meant.

“Umm, I guess. I mean, I would really like it if we all stayed in touch, not just with Jason, but with both of you. In return, I will keep supplying Jason with all the services and perks he’s been getting.”

There was a long silence after Lina spoke, but eventually, Jillian spoke up again.

“You want to be friends with me as well? Even after I insulted you and tried to kick you out?” She wasn’t exactly making a good case for it, but she wasn’t sure she wanted the brat as a friend.

“Yes mam, I know you were just trying to defend yourself and Jason while I was being a bit pushy. I am sorry…I just thought I could…” Lina paused and Jason took the opportunity to jump in.

“Hold on just a second, services... perks? I don’t think I’d label your calls and texts as perks,” Jason said, sounding a bit annoyed.

Lina frowned deeply. “Umm well, Jason, I’ve been covering your personal shopper, clothes, and most of your rent. Do you remember when you first moved in? The realtor should have told you I was helping with your rent,” she explained calmly.

Jason looked utterly baffled. “I... I thought that was some program work set up for the managers,” he admitted, now realizing how stupid it all sounded.

“Of course, it all makes sense now! That’s how you can afford all that stuff!” Jillian chimed in, finally understanding how Jason was living so lavishly without the salary to back it up.

“Oh… umm, well then, how much is my actual rent?” Jason asked, looking like he was about to be sick. Lina flashed him a sweet smile.

“You live right smack dab in the middle of downtown in a big, 3-bed, 3-bath high-rise all by your lonesome. It’s meant for three people to share, all more or less, at your salary. I didn’t want you to feel like I was babying you, so I let you cover a portion that was sustainable for you.” Jason just stared at her like he was looking at a ghost.

“I, uhh… I can eventually start to pay you back. Just let me look around for-.” Lina raised a hand to stop Jason mid-sentence and shook her head gently.

“Your rent’s already covered for the year, and I don’t want you to pay me back. I'm the one that wanted to do it…But, if you don’t want to take me up on the offer…” Lina frowned slightly at the thought. “You can stay there until you find somewhere else. I promise I’m not some kind of monster. I want you to be happy… and I can see that you are with her,” she said meekly but spoke honestly. Her hands came together and her fingers entwined in her lap, still looking rather nervous.

Needless to say, Jillian no longer needed to hide Jason’s erection. It had faded at record speed once the rent talk started.