Okay, thank you so much for all the reviews, they were amazing! I love that you guys are giving me input and advice and ideas, they are really motivating! Here is chapter seven and a little looksie into Jason's subconscious mind!

Chapter Seven

Jason

Jason's Dream

Aria was sitting at a table by herself, reading some book or another. She didn't hear me approach, so she jumped when I whispered my greeting against her ear. She turned to smile her alluring smile at me, putting down her book.

"Hey you." She said, standing up and sliding her hands around my neck. My arms automatically wrapped around her small waist bringing her flush against me. I could feel her soft curves through our clothes and just the feel of them made me mad with desire.

I swooped my head down and caught her lips in a passionate kiss, my tongue tracing her bottom lip, pleading for entrance. She granted me my wish and opened her willing mouth. The feeling was so intense. So overwhelming. So perfect. It was my addiction. My drug.

I pulled away and took her small hand in mine and led her away, to my car. The drive back to my place was short; her hand resting dangerously high on my thigh was a huge distraction from the road. Once we were out of the car I couldn't help but push her up against it and kiss her again.

She responded as if she was ravenous and I was the only food source. It was so hot, she was so hot.

I picked her up and placed her on the hood of my car, thrilled when her legs wrapped around my waist. I took this as the perfect opportunity to stand up, taking her with me, and walk towards my house.

Aria giggled and started kissing my neck, sucking just enough that I would probably have a hickey. I didn't care, she is not leaving this house without one either. I want people to know that she is mine.

Once we were inside I walked up the stairs, barely hindered by her slight weight, and tossed her lightly on my bed. Her hair sprawled out across the pillow, her breath was coming short and shallow, her lips were red and swollen from kissing. She looked like the seduction at its finest.

"Jason." She sighed, tilting her head back as I kissed the column of her neck. I smiled, the sound of my name was thrilling.

I let my hands wander, at first just up and down her sides, but soon I got more daring. I let my left hand graze the side of her breast, relishing in the audible hitch in her breath. I was carefully holding my weight above her, ready to take it a little bit further, knowing that she was willing.

I kissed down to her collarbone and let my hands come to the hem of her shirt. I slipped on under, feeling the soft skin of her abdomen. I let a groan escape me when I felt her tugging at my shirt. I pulled away just long enough to tug it over my head before I crashed my lips back to her.

After what seemed like hours Aria tore her lips away from mine, gasping for air. She shot me a sultry look as she pushed on my shoulders, requesting me to lie on my back. I gladly followed her silent instruction and was thrilled when she moved to straddle my hips.

She shocked me when she reached for the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head, revealing her midnight blue lacy bra. I sucked in a breath as I took in her exquisite beauty. The dark color of her bra made her skin look even paler in comparison, and the contrast was beautiful. She was beautiful.

She bit her lip as she stared into my eyes, her small hands resting on my bare chest. It was the most sensual, erotic thing I have ever experienced, even if we technically not doing anything. Just the intensity in her eyes had me on edge, ready to pounce on her- Beep Beep Beep!

I jolted up with a pained groan, slamming my hand down on my alarm. I ran my hand roughly down my face as I tried to memorize my dream. My sweet little seductress. She had more effect on me then any girl ever had before. It was amazing.

It was Friday today and I was planning something special for Aria tonight. We had technically gone on our first date, to breakfast, but I wanted to do something more than that tonight, to show her that I wanted more than a mundane high school relationship with her. I wasn't going to the school today; I was dealing with some of the affairs my parents had neglected at the office instead.

I have yet to regret taking up the family business, but it was a lot of work getting it back on track. After Alison died my parents let the company go to the slums, so getting it back to its former glory would be a challenge, but worth it. It was important to them, and it is important to me.

..AJ..

Aria

"Can we talk?" I looked up from my cereal bowl to see Mike. I put my spoon down and gestured for him to sit down at the cluttered kitchen table.

"Of course, you can always talk to me Mike. You know that."

"I just wanted to apologize for everything. I know that what I have been doing is wrong, and an immature form of acting out against mom and dad. And even you to an extent. But I want to stop. I know that things have been rocky in the family lately, but I am going to make an effort not to make it worse. I want us to be happy again."

I looked at the boy in front of me. Since when was he mature? I get why he is acting out, and so do my parents, but this? Right now? This was something new. I smiled at him, feeling tears in my eyes as I stood up and rushed around the table throwing my arms around his neck.

"God Mike, I have been so worried about you. I forgive you. And I'm sorry I never said anything about what I knew dad did, I just didn't want to be the reason our family drifted. I love you." I love you. I had not said those three words to my brother in much too long. He hugged me back, if not a bit awkwardly, and kissed my forehead.

"I love you too, Aria." He shifted uncomfortably for a moment before clearing his throat and shuffling out of the room. I shook my head and got rid of my now soggy cereal and finished getting ready for school.

..AJ..

I walked to the outside courtyard where I had been eating with Emily to avoid Spencer for the past few days when I ran into the last person I wanted to see. Spencer.

"Did you really think you could avoid me forever?" She demanded in her haughty voice. I internally groaned, I did not need this right now.

"No, Spencer, I didn't. I did, however, want to postpone it until I have had time to cool down enough that I don't say something that I will completely regret." She looked affronted, but quickly placed the scowl back on her face.

"You should not be dating him!" She said, her voice holding the famous Hastings demand. Her family was just too damn used to getting their way all the time.

"I should be doing whatever makes me happy. Jason makes me happy! You have absolutely no right to tell me who I should and should not see. You're my friend, and I do appreciate that you're looking out for me, but butt the hell out of my business. You do not need to know everything. You do not need to be involved in everything. And you most certainly do not get to judge me for my choice in boyfriends because if I remember correctly you are dating someone who you thought killed Allie too! Just get over yourself."

"You know what Aria? I don't support this. I don't trust him. I don't like him, and I despise the fact that you are together. You took a step down from dating your teacher. I will keep my thoughts to myself. I will simply tune out the fact that you are dating him." With that she turned to walk away and I saw Emily and Hannah watching us with worried expressions from across the courtyard. When they saw her leaving they rushed towards me.

"What happened?" Hannah asked, glancing at the door that Spencer had slammed behind her.

I sighed, rubbing my temples in irritation. "She basically said that she does not trust him and that she hates the fact that we are together. She's livid and I don't get it! I never said one word about Toby and she is dating him. I truly do not believe that Jason did it. I don't know who did, but it was not him. Can we change the subject please?" They nodded and Hannah grinned like the cat that ate the canary.

"Sooooo," She said with flourish, "Is he a good kisser?" I could feel my face heating up as I ducked behind a curtain of hair. I had to laugh with them.

"Yes, he is." The bell rang and Emily and I headed to government while Hannah went to her marketing class.

Okay, so please let me know what you thought. I don't know if this chapter was a little forced or not, I had a little bit of difficultly writing it, especially the Spencer part. Please let me know if I am going in the right direction! Next chapter is the mystery date…