Katrina sat once again in the cold, gray room waiting on Jason. She had decided that this was her last "clear the guilty conscience." visit. After that scary moment of thinking about Jason while she was having sex with Nate, she made it up in her mind that seeing him after this was not the best idea. She loved Nate, and she hated Jason. She was just so confused.

"Hello, Katrina." Jason said as he sat down. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" he said leaning forward. His face changed. "Mmm…you smell good. Is that a new perfume?"

"Yeah, Lola by Marc Jacobs…" she trailed off noticing he was openly sniffing her and it made her feel uncomfortable. "Anyway, I came here to tell you something."

"What is it? If it's about your guilty conscience…"

"Yes," she said interrupting him. "It's about that. This will be my last visit. It's not like I've suddenly developed a cleared conscience or anything. I still feel very guilty, but I shouldn't visit you anymore. It's just not a good idea."

"Why not, Katrina?" he said getting angry, but she could tell he was also hurt.

"I don't know…I just can't."

"That's not good enough, Katrina. Why can't you visit me anymore? Did Nate tell you to be a good little girl and not see the big, bad wolf?"

"No." she said glaring at him and a smirk formed on his face.

"Wait, he doesn't know you're here, does he?"

"Yes, he does, actually."

"So, I was right. He told you to stay away from me."

"No, he didn't. Just shut up."

"Why can't you visit me anymore, Katrina? What? Was seeing me making you feel even more guilty?" he said in a softer tone. It was almost as if he didn't want her to feel guilty.

"Yes…" she said lowering her eyes. "And something else, but I'm not telling you that."

"Oh, come on, tell me. I won't tell Nate if that's what you're worried about."

"I'm not. It's just…it's embarrassing." she said and he gave her a look. "Fine, I'll tell you, but if you tell anyone about this, I will make sure your precious little ass won't be protected and I will make sure every prisoner feast on you daily and nightly."

"Wow, that's really kinky, Katrina. I like it." he said with a grin and she rolled her eyes. "Come on, I'm just kidding with you."

"Well, I'm serious." she said staring him in his steel blue eyes.

"Okay, I won't tell. I promise. Now, what is it?"

"God, I can't believe I'm telling you this…"

"Just tell me already." he said with an impatient tone.

"Alright, alright…a few days ago, I was with Nate…by the way, don't be a jackass about what I'm about to tell you, it's embarrassing…anyway, I was with Nate and I had a moment when I imagined you…" she said hating that she just admitted that to him. She knew she had clearly lost her mind and all sense in the world.

"You were thinking of me, huh?" he said with a smug grin.

"I told you to not be a jackass about this…"

"Well, you can't drop something like that on a guy and not expect him to react. It's unfair, especially when I spend most of my nights thinking of you when I'm jerk…" he stopped with an embarrassed chuckled. "Well, you know."

"Ugh…I wish I didn't…" she said as she grimaced thinking about Jason masturbating and thinking of her. She shivered at the thought.

"Can you blame me? Katrina, you're beautiful. I think about how you would feel…I know your skin is unbelievable soft."

"Jason, stop. I don't feel the same way."

"I know that." he said snapping. "Just let a guy fantasize, will you? So, was I on top? Were you on top? Did you imagine my face buried between your thighs? Did you imagine my fingers?" he said moving his fingers in a circular motion on the table.

"Jason…" she said in a warning tone. She was warning him to stop because a small part of her was actually curious, and she hated that. She knew it was wrong to be curious, but he wasn't making it easier for her.

"I'm sorry. You're just so fucking beautiful. It's refreshing to see you. Please, don't stop seeing me. See, I'm begging. I never thought I would do that unless you were wearing a tight leather outfit and a whip." he said with a smirk and she rolled her eyes.

"Really, Jason…" she said as she rubbed her temples.

"Sorry…couldn't resist that image. But, seriously, I like when you visit me. I need a friend…even if you hate me. Someone is better than no one at all."

"I'll think about it." she said as she stood up and trying to figure out whether it would be good or not…well, she knew it was a bad idea, but she couldn't help wanting to be his friend.

"Okay…I'll be waiting for you." he said holding his hand out and she looked at his hand with caution. "It's called a handshake, Katrina." he said jokingly.

"I know…I'm just not used to you being so…nice."

"I can be nice when I want to, you know?" he said as she, slowly, slipped her palm into his and shook his hand. "Ooh, your hands are so soft…just like I imagined."

"Okay…" she said pulling her hand back. "No more thinking about me at night for you."

"I can't help it. Goodbye, Katrina." he said as she left.

Katrina collected her things and was leaving the prison when Nate called her. That was the thing she needed to remind her of her love for him and to forget about any wandering thoughts about Jason. She felt as if she was cheating on Nate, and it killed her. She no longer hated Jason as much as she did before, and she didn't know why. Jason was right…no sane person would visit a person they hated unless they had a crush on them. But, she couldn't have a crush on him…she loved Nate. However, she knew he was noticing her distance lately. She was trying to hide it and pretend as if everything was normal, but she knew he knew.

"Hey, Nate. What's up?" she said hoping he couldn't tell that she was upset. She didn't want to lose him, but she couldn't help feeling as if she had lost him already.

"Nothing…I just wanted to know if you wanted to go out tonight. A friend of family invited me to his restaurant opening, and I want you to join me."

"Sure. I'd love that. What kind of restaurant?"

"I'm not sure…but, I'm sure it's nice. He's an amazing chef."

"Okay. Did you want me to meet you there?"

"No, I think I'll pick you up. I have a surprise for you."

"Oh, don't do that, you know I don't have any patience."

"Well, you'll just have to wait. See you later, Katrina."

"See you." she said as she hung up. She loved him, but there was still that nagging feeling for Jason. She was so confused, and she needed someone. She needed her grandma.