CHAPTER 39

A FEW CONFESSIONS, AND A CHOICE – after 6x01

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"Wow, I still can't believe that you ate all that. And ice cream" Jason happily teased Mandy, while they were in the car.

"I told you I would" she cockily said. "I didn't eat anything last night. I needed the calories".

"That's right. I noticed you're gaining weight. I'm happy you're getting your health back" he said, affectionate.

She smiled. "Well, I don't know how healthy a heart attack would be, from all that fat".

"Oh come on, you're too young to be worrying about heart attacks. Just enjoy the food for now", he chuckled.

She was pensive. "Hey, why don't you park next to the beach and we'll take a walk there for a bit? It's not so windy today"

"Ok. Sure. Missing VA Beach?" he teased, knowing that she missed not having a beach next to her house when she was in McLean.

"Yeah, a bit." she admitted. "But walking alone in the beach is a bit depressive, if it's not sunny".

They took their shoes off and left it in the car to walk on the sand. Jason folded his jeans a bit and folded hers as well, even though she said they were shorter, and didn't have to. She felt shivers with his protection.

"I like that you're like this" she admitted, holding his hand while walking. They didn't hold hands every time they were walking, as most couples do. Maybe because they were friends for so long, they didn't feel the need to. But this time she needed it.

"Like what" he asked, and immediately pulled her closer so that she didn't step on a bigger rock.

"Like that" she nodded, smiling. "Looking out for others, or for me".

He smirked, "I think it's just habit" he dismissed, humbly.

"No. It's not" she said, serious, at him. He turned to look at her. "You're not protective because you're Bravo One, Jason. You're Bravo One because you're protective. That quality made you earn your spot as the leader. You'd never make it to the top of the top team of the top group of the top class of the Navy, the best armed forces in the world… if you didn't have some great qualities." It seemed like she was kissing his ass, but wasn't lying about anything.

"And you were the one of the few CIA agents whose job was to find the leaders of the worst of the worst of.. whatever, for the top to capture and kill. And you made sure that the top came home safe, with the HVT, and you squeezed them up for information, and it started all over again", he said. She laughed about his clumsy way with words, but she got the point.

"Not anymore, though", she glanced at him, then turned away.

"How's it like? To stop doing something you're so good at? To be the best at something and then giving it up?" he asked, curious.

"It wouldn't be the same for you" she instantly alerted him.

"I know. But I can't imagine". He stopped walking, and stood in front of her.

She thought for a second. "I could only give it up, because the guilt of the consequences was greater than the guilt of letting someone else do it", she said, honestly. "I think if there was a way for me to continue being a CIA agent but with more spare time, and not needing to handle assets, maybe…"

"But that is also part of the job description" he interrupted her, understanding.

"Yeah. There's always the bad things, all jobs have that. The bad surpassed the good. But I don't think I could've done it before. I'd regret it. And if I stayed, I don't know if I'd still be me" she had tears in her eyes.

"Was the right time, then" he leaned on her a bit, hovering and invading her personal space. As he always did with her. They both felt the familiar feeling. He smirked at her and turned to the side, to keep walking.

"When…" she said, making him turn again to face her. He waited, and hovered close to her again, seeing her hesitancy. She gathered the courage. "When did you change your mind about me?"

He hesitated, because he didn't understand the question. Then he saw her serious face and smirked. She was asking him when did he choose her, in a way. But he couldn't say, or pinpoint, the exact moment.

"I... I don't know", he said, sincerely.

She nodded, then tried to explain to him why she asked. She mustered more courage then that she ever had to, in her life.

"You told me the story about when you knew that Alana would be your wife" she said, with a shaky voice. He made a look like as if he was sorry for Mandy, but she didn't let him talk, that wasn't the point, "I know I'm not like that in your life, that's not why I'm telling you this". He swallowed, still with a weird face, and she continued, before she lost her courage.

"The thing is, I really liked that story. Other men, other boys actually, considering your age, could've felt intimidated by a girl who saved their asses, but you didn't. And not just that, you recognized that she was what you wanted, or needed, in your life. Before you even kissed her or anything, from what you've told". She finished, swallowing.

Jason instantly thought that Mandy understood his thoughts even better than he did, because he never knew exactly why he fell in love with Alana, thinking that it was because she saved his life, pretty much, but Mandy was right.

"That was…" he started, but didn't know how to finish his thought. He wasn't really good with words. "I guess you're right, I don't know. At that time, I just fell in love with her and felt that I wanted to marry her, eventually, but I didn't think about how it would be to actually be married on a daily basis, to her".

"I think you did just fine", Mandy smiled. "You changed with the years, with your job. With the life experiences you had. She probably did, too. I have no doubts that she'd marry you all over again, and make pretty much the same choices she did, even if she knew that maybe you'd be separated or divorced in the end".

Jason thought that must have been hard for Mandy to say, but she didn't seem to feel any jealousy, or grudge, of Alana. Even though they separated and were getting divorced when she died. Mandy didn't see her as a competition, and he thought about how she had to have a good heart to be like that, even more than he already knew she did. He wanted to let her know he would try to be like that too, regarding what she and Paul probably had in the past.

"I think that I'd make the same choices too. I don't think I regret anything during my marriage, because at that time, I was what I was". He finally got the courage, "I think you'd feel the same way, right? In the end everything worked out for you, I hope".

He tried to sound as if he supported her being friends with Paul, but he realized that it sounded like he was saying she was better off without Paul and happier with Jason, so he tried to fix it, "I mean, you also wouldn't be who you are today if it weren't for the people you've met before. And loved." He was trying hard not to mention Paul specifically, but he didn't know if she understood him, because she looked confused and sad at the same time.

"What do you mean? I was never married" she really had no idea what he was talking about.

Jason cleared his throat and looked away, he'd have to say it. She'd know that he found out, but maybe it was better this way. He looked at her again, almost taking a step back, while she got a dark lock of hair off her face. She was looking stunning, in light clothes with the light sand and blue sea around her, which made him more insecure than ever. "The feeling you had… for Paul. Don't know if you guys were together, or for how long. You probably were. Together, I mean. I respect that. I don't see him as competition. It's like what you think about Alana. I think about Paul. I may be a bit jealous, sometimes, but I'm working on it." he forced himself to shut up before giving away too much. She didn't seem to like what she heard.

Mandy took a step closer to Jason, turning her head as to hear him better. She was going to say something, and stopped herself. Then she asked, "How did you conclude that Paul and I were together? Did someone tell you that?"

He couldn't escape. But she didn't seem mad now, just curious. "Peter told me what you said to Charles when dismissing him. And that you wouldn't change your mind, at that time. Obviously you had, or else we wouldn't be here" he raised his shoulders.

She seemed a bit surprised, but asked again. "Who told you about Paul?" she softly asked.

"No one" he quickly said, so she wouldn't be upset with Camille or Peter. "Camille said during the barbecue about how you came back from that deployment, and soon after that you dismissed Charles. I just put the pieces together"

She came closer to him, she was looking stern. He continued, "I, you know. I had eyes. I saw how flirty you were with Paul during that J-Bad deployment. How you guys were usually talking to each other, alone. Probably at night, too. He trusted your intel and you trusted his information, many times". He stuttered a bit from her stare, but she slightly smiled. She still didn't seem mad, that was good, he thought.

"So you noticed that? Me talking to a guy, many times, alone. Also during the night. Flirting. We trusting each other".

"I did. I'm observant", he tried to sound casual.

"Were you jealous, Jason? Of me and Paul".

"No. Not really." he swallowed.

"I'm not going to tease you. There's nothing wrong if you were jealous. Because I did all those things with him".

"Yeah, like I said, I noticed" he said, bitter.

"And I came back from deployment different" she added, softly. "Some could say I was in love, then".

He was very uncomfortable with that confession of her love for Paul. He thought he could be like her, but it was demanding a lot from him.

"Yes, you got the point. Then you dismissed Charles to be with Paul", he said, sounding bitter.

"U-hum". She came even closer, he almost stepped back but tried to maintain his posture. "Except" she said, and now he was looking directly at her, "What happened then? I was in love with Paul, Jason", she bluntly said to him, and it hurt him, but he was also confused. She continued, "How do you know that I'm not anymore?" she asked. Her voice was shaky.

He was really hurt now. "I don't know, Mandy. I hope you're not".

"But you were so supportive moments ago. That what I had with Paul was ok for you. Made me who I am today".

Jason was so hurt he blabbed everything. "Because you chose me. Over him. That's what Mr. Henryson said to me during our last brunch". He was getting annoyed with her, he saw she was teasing him. "Unless he lied. Or you lied to him".

Mandy just smiled, affectionate. "If I promise to tell you what happened during that deployment in J-Bad, would you answer me something?" she had tears in her eyes.

Jason didn't want to know about Mandy sleeping with Paul, but when she noticed his look, she immediately clear that out. "We didn't sleep together in J-Bad. But I promise that if I tell you, you will see things a bit clearer. I think it would calm you down. I promise". Her voice was shaky, but she sounded sincere. Jason thought that maybe she had a nice story like him and Alana, and maybe it would really calm him down.

He nodded. "Ok, what do you want to ask me?"

She grazed his beard, then put her hand on his heart. "All of the times you saw me with Paul. What did you feel? Please be honest, I'll know if you're lying".

He was sure of that. He thought it wouldn't make much of a difference now, because he was with Mandy anyways. He could just admit it at once. "Well, I think I was jealous, yeah".

She kept quiet, looking at his lips and eyes. "Why were you jealous of me? As a friend?", she asked, softly.

"No. I had a crush on you" he admitted finally, feeling like a loser for having a crush on a woman that was in love with someone else then.

"A crush like you had with Amy? Were you jealous of her like that too?"

Jason sighed, he barely remembered Amy. "You know, you said one question" he complained.

"Please" she said, with wide eyes. He couldn't say no to her know, and she wasn't mocking him or teasing him, so he thought it wouldn't be awkward to tell her. "No. I wasn't jealous of Amy".

"But you slept with her, more than once", Mandy stated, it wasn't even a question.

"Yes, I did. So?"

"You weren't sleeping with me. Why were you jealous?"

"Maybe I was protective of you", he tried.

"Why did you wake me up at my cabin that night?" she said, all of a sudden.

"You said one question, Mandy." he complained, but she still had her hand on his chest.

"I swear, Jason. It'll be worth it. Just be honest, please. It was a long time ago", she sounded impatient.

"I don't know, I woke you up because I needed to vent".

"You got into my cabin, Jason. At night", she now started to kiss his neck, softly, in the middle of the beach, in a sunny afternoon. He felt like she was making no sense at all.

"In that nightmare of yours, the one where I was wearing the blue dress. You said I complained that you didn't talk about your feelings".

Now she lost him for good, he had no idea why she was bringing that up. "Yeah, so?"

"The only time I said that to you, ever, was during that fight we had during our mission in Mexico"

"Ok, so?"

"You remembered", she suddenly looked up at him, slightly smiling. "When we were undercover at the nightclub, you said that on our first date you'd rather take me to a tequila bar. You put some thought into it."

"Ok, you're not asking anything anymore, you're just wandering off. I want to know what happened between you and Paul during that deployment in J-Bad" he took the control of the conversation back.

But she didn't seem fazed. "Do you want me to tell you what happened during that deployment, or what happened between me and Paul during that deployment?"

"I don't know. Isn't it the same?" he asked, confused.

"No", Mandy answered, and her voice was shaky again. "It's not the same".

He thought she was avoiding the question. "Tell me about you and Paul, then."

"Ok" she smiled. Jason had a feeling he'd regret it later, but she promised it'd be worth it, she swore. She continued "Paul flirted with me. I flirted back. We talked to each other, alone. At night, too. He trusted my intel and I trusted his information, many times".

Jason felt betrayed, because she just repeated exactly what he said before about them. "I knew all that, I told you, I had eyes".

"Yes, you did", she chuckled, teasing a bit.

"You promised to tell me and it would be clear. It would calm me down."

"I said I'd tell you what happened in the deployment, and it'd be clearer to you. You asked what happened between me and Paul, though. I told you it was not the same", she kept smiling.

He sighed. "You're over complicating it, Mandy. Tell me what happened during the deployment then. Whatever".

She sighed too. She looked at him, she was serious now. "Ok then. Just want to let you know one thing, I never told that to anyone. Did you know that just before Hakan left with the delegation and with you guys, he casually mentioned to me that there were a lot of cases of rape in the Military, asking if I really trusted everyone at the camp, and that I should watch my back?"

Jason's eyes instantly widened, and he unconsciously grabbed her arms. "What? Why didn't you tell me that?"

"Why? What could you have done? Killed Hakan?", she opened a sad smile.

"Maybe. Pretending it was an accident" then his eyes changed and he was terrified then. "Did anyone touch you that day? Or after that? Mandy just tell me"

"No, nothing happened. I swear. And you wouldn't kill him if I told you, you would lose your job and face Martial Court. I'd never let you do that".

"Maybe you're right, but I'd definitely arrest him and stayed with you, just in case".

"You would?" she asked, curious. "Stayed with me at the camp?"

"Of course yes, for fuck sake Mandy, that bastard threatened you with rape. I'd be glued to you 24/7 after that".

"You could have asked one of the guys to stay back. You trust them with your life".

"No, I'd stay with you. Escort you back to the States perhaps. I'm just so glad that son of a bitch is dead. But I'd really like to have killed him myself", Jason was looking at the ocean.

"I'm not asking what you would do nowadays. I'm asking what you'd do back then".

Jason turned to look at her. "Why, isn't it the same?"

Mandy smiled. "I don't know, is it? That's the whole point of this conversation".

Jason stared, silent. "Tell me what happened during that deployment", he asked, now with a husky voice. She still didn't tell, he noticed.

She pulled his green jacket with her hands, on his chest, and Jason thought that was sexy as hell. He waited.

"We flirted. We talked to each other, alone, everyday. And almost every night. We trusted each other, above anyone else, with information so sensible that people got killed."

Jason interrupted, annoyed, "You're just repeating it ag-"

She interrupted him, continuing her confession while looking into his eyes. Waiting for the moment his pupils would dilate. "You invaded my cabin to see me alone at night and talk nonsense. You kept track about what I ate and when I slept. You were worried when I was kidnapped and kept checking on me during the other days. I was the first person you told about your divorce. You were the first person I told about anything new I could find about who killed Echo, and we'd spend hours at night just talking about the case or something else. You were jealous of me and Paul". His pupils were very dilated, and his mouth was slightly opened. He finally understood, but she still had more to confess. Because she couldn't understand how he didn't see it before.

"I saw you risk your life trying to catch a terrorist with a suicide bomb vest, then I was so nervous that I felt sick and touched myself thinking of you. A few days later, I watched you almost die again, in a helicopter crash, and get a concussion. We went to our re-entry lunch where you hallucinated and collapsed in front of me, concussed, and I couldn't leave your side at the hospital because you begged me not to, even when your family was there, and you said you were terrified of your hallucinations, Jason. And I was terrified, again, of losing you".

Mandy stopped, and Jason kept staring at her, silent. She didn't know if she regretted saying all of this, but she felt lighter afterwards. So she continued.

"I came back home and you went to live with your wife and kids again, to get better from your concussion. I went away for my two weeks vacation and tried to forget about pretty much everything that just happened the months before. And before that deployment. But I couldn't. So I went back to McLean and went to dinner with Charles. He asked me to give him a chance, saying that he was sure he fell in love with me, and I said that I couldn't reciprocate, because I was unavailable. My heart was".

Jason had tears in his eyes, but still no word came from his mouth. She thought he was feeling sorry for her again, but the damage was done and if he was, and couldn't take her truth, it was actually good that she'd know that now, and not later.

She sighed, still pulling his jacket with her hands, and looked at his chest. "You didn't do anything, specific, that made me choose you, Jason. You just are. I kinda knew that before, but that deployment just made me sure of it. I didn't choose you over Paul. Or Charles. I chose you over all of them", she finally said all that she had to say.

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Mandy stared at him for long seconds, and he just kept breathing and looking at her. She was getting her answer, and it wasn't the one she wanted. Suddenly, a gulf of cold air surrounded them, and she shuddered from the cold. Jason finally blinked.

"Come on, let's go back to the apartment" he calmly nodded at the car, close by. They got in, not even putting their shoes back, and a minute later he parked his truck in front of the apartment. He unlocked the front door and Mandy was thinking that he'd probably talk to her awkwardly, understanding her point, but feeling a bit pressured, at the best of outcomes, she thought.

"Hey Cerb." he petted the dog for a few seconds, while Mandy cleaned her feet on the entrance. When she finished, Jason commanded, "Cerb, area". So the dog stayed in his area, which was essentially around the kitchen and sofa. The bedroom wasn't allowed.

He watched Mandy go into the bedroom area, with a quiet demeanor, putting her shoes on the floor next to the closet.

"We flirted", Jason suddenly said to Mandy. She turned to face him, surprised. He was leaning his shoulder against the shelves. "We talked to each other, sometimes for hours, just the two of us, everyday. And I'm quite sure, every night. We trusted each other, and only each other, with information so sensible that an entire DEVGRU team got killed."

He walked to her, standing near the bed. "I invaded your cabin at night because I needed someone to vent and you're the only one I thought about. Everyday I was worried if you had eaten or slept at all. I was worried sick when you were kidnapped and blamed myself for not going with you. I confessed to you, and only you, how I was feeling terrible, and a bit out of control, about what happened to Echo Team. I was absolutely jealous of you and Paul, and I'm never jealous of anyone I've dated, let alone anyone I hadn't even kissed. I gladly traded having sex with Amy for hours just talking to you. You were the first person that I talked about my divorce because I needed you to know that". He sighed. "I was there too, you know? During that deployment, and before, and after. I lived those things too".

He hovered over her and held her face with his hands. She had tears in her eyes and so did he.

"When I had hallucinations you kept me calm, so at the hospital I begged you not to leave. And when I finally saw you months later, in Saudi Arabia, you were talking to that guy and he was flirting with you, and I was so jealous, again". She chuckled, while he grazed his thumb on her lips. "Should I continue?", he asked, with a husky voice.

She nodded, then closed her eyes and he kissed her neck, gently, while continuing his confessions, "When we had our fight in Mexico, I knew you had a point and I didn't want to admit it, and when you said I didn't talk about my feelings I wanted to show you some of my feelings, fucking you on the floor", Jason's hands were on her ass, and he squeezed, hard, making Mandy gasp and open her eyes.

He continued, "When we were undercover at the nightclub, I casually confessed that I'd take you to a tequila bar on our first date to see how you'd react, because I thought about that many times. And in Manila, I'm so sorry I didn't see you hiding behind a palm tree", he joked, and she chuckled, "but when we almost got blown up, the first person I needed to check on was you".

He stopped and began to take her delicate sweater off, then opened her bra and stared at her torso, looked into her eyes again and continued, "I asked you to go on a long roadtrip with me, to Rehoboth, without ever kissing you before, because I was sure I'd want you, during the whole duration of the trip, and afterwards".

"When you talked about my story with Alana, you said that you weren't 'like that' in my life. But, you see, like Alana, other men could feel intimidated by a woman who saved their asses during the missions, but I didn't. I loved that. And I recognized that you're what I wanted and needed in my life, before I even kissed you or anything". He lowered himself to lick and kiss her breasts, and opened her jeans. When Mandy moaned, he stopped and stood up again, looking at her. He took his jacket and t-shirt off. Mandy got the idea and slowly took off her jeans.

"You're right." he casually said to Mandy, while taking off his jeans, and throwing it to the chair. "I do see things clearer now. But I'm not calmer, no", he stated, with a shaky voice, coming closer to her. Mandy raised an eyebrow, confused.

She wasn't confused anymore when he pushed his lips against her, so hard she bent back. He held her close, but they still fell on the bed, but they didn't care. They didn't even laughed about their own clumsiness because they were too eager, and Jason almost ripped Mandy's panties again when he pulled them down, but Mandy shook one of her legs and managed to be free of it, while Jason lowered his boxers, all while still kissing each other. He was biting her lips and she was scratching his back, and neither stopped when Jason pushed hard and fast inside of Mandy, and never stopped. He kept fucking her and grunting like he hadn't seen her in years, and he felt like it. They both felt like they missed each other for years, and they did. Mandy was gasping and moaning and reached her orgasm soon, and Jason didn't restrain himself, so they both came together, loudly grunting.

They continued to eagerly kiss and touch, and Jason kissed Mandy's body until he was hard again, which was really fast, then he fucked her again still in the same position, entwined with her, close to the edge of the bed. This time, though, they where both screaming their grunts, tightly embracing each other. Until they finally came again, together and screaming. Cerb got scared and barked twice, and Jason told him to shut up while he recovered. Mandy chuckled of his rudeness, and they finally were calming themselves. But not completely.

Mandy caressed Jason's already sweaty face with her fingers, and he closed his eyes, loving it, while still inside of her. He was just waiting a bit to recover, he wasn't finished. And neither was she.

"I'd like to be in control, now", Mandy calmly and politely told him, and he instantly opened his eyes again, staring at her, amused.

"I mean, like this", she stated.

Jason immediately felt her contracting around his member, pulsating, making it hard again in a matter of seconds, while she barely moved. Jason was shivering, but had to ask, not so afraid of demonstrating his jealousy anymore. "How do you know how to do that?" he was gasping, but he stood still inside of her while she pulsated.

"I read about it online, once. Thought it was interesting" she calmly answered.

Jason moaned and tried to move a bit, but if he did, he wouldn't be able to talk at the same time. He blinked, "Did you do it with someone else before?"

She smirked. "No. You're the only one".

He grinned, "Really?"

"Didn't really feel the desire to do it, before. It does take some effort", she joked, but didn't stop pulsating around him.

"So you were waiting for me, huh" he said affectionate.

"Yes. I chose to wait for you", she confessed again, not afraid anymore.

He swallowed. "You've been mine for all these years, then".

"U-hum", she calmly answered, holding his cheek on her hand.

He thought about it, smiling, then he shivered from another pulsating movement she made. "But you still went out with other guys", he noticed.

"Yes, I did. Just a few." she smiled. "Girls gotta eat".

He laughed.

Mandy decided to be honest. She stopped pulsating, to concentrate. "Some friends still hoped that maybe I'd find someone else. So I let them introduce me to some guys, and dated a few, but I knew that I couldn't keep my hopes up".

Jason swallowed.

"It was hard, when I already knew what I wanted. I was very specific", she joked.

"Why didn't you say anything to me?", he asked, affectionate, grazing a thumb on her neck.

She frowned. "Why didn't you?"

He didn't answer. He didn't have to, it was the same reason why she didn't, probably. They were protecting themselves from rejection. And they worked together.

"You also went out with other women", Mandy said, now teasing. "And I know, for a fact, that you slept with all of them".

Jason was about to explain himself, when she pushed him to the side and got out from the bed, leaving him there, hard and shocked, missing her warmth. "Hey", he complained.

Mandy didn't go very far, though. "Someday I'd really like to know the reasons why you always want to talk about the guys I dated", she started, walking to the wall, and looking at it, with her back to Jason, "I don't understand why it matters so much to you". She glanced at him. She then looked at his whole body, then looked at the chair, and then the bed. She was planning something, and that, combined to her stare and her casual way made Jason extremely aroused. He sat on the edge of the bed, still hard, waiting for her idea.

"Most of the things that I've done so far that you seemed to really enjoy, I've never done before". She casually confessed, turning to him. Jason grinned, honored to be Mandy's Chosen One and get to see her creativity bloom. If Jason was honest, a lot of the things that he did with Mandy he'd never done before as well, and the ones he did, he enjoyed them much more with Mandy. And he was trying really hard to keep up with her creativity.

She smirked in response to his proud smile, then came closer to him and he was ready to be straddled, but she turned her back at him and, only then, gracefully, she sat on his erection, very slowly. Jason let out a deep moan and shuddered, because she sat so gracefully, with her legs really closed together, that she was tighter than ever.

"For God sake, Mandy" Jason couldn't keep his mouth shut, because he touched her deep and everywhere, and she was slightly moving her hip, to get adjusted to him, and his member was already twitching. She softly breathed in and exhaled, and Jason was sure that she was uncomfortable. He wrapped one arm around her waist and the other on her breast, resting his face on her hair. "Hey", he said affectionate, worried, "You okay?"

She didn't answer, not verbally at least, because she suddenly contracted even more around his erection, and he didn't know if she came or what happened, he let out a grunt and pressed his fingers on her skin. Then she continued contracted and slowly made her way up, and down, and Jason shuddered uncontrollably, knowing that if she made one more of those movements he'd probably come. She exhaled and her walls relaxed a bit, but still tighter than before, then she started to move faster, supporting her hands on his thighs. Within a few minutes Jason was near his climax again, and gasping desperate.

"Touch me, Jason" Mandy pleaded, shivering, because she felt he was about to come, a lot sooner than she expected, and he rubbed her clit desperate, begging her to come, while she was asking him to wait, for her, but he couldn't promise that, because she didn't stop moving. He gasped when he finally felt his orgasm exploding and released a loud grunt, and pressed her clit so hard he thought he hurt her, but he felt her contracting even more around him and moaning loudly, reaching her climax with him.

"Oh my God" Jason said, with a shaky voice. He felt like a teenager having sex, not being able to last, but his orgasm was way, way more powerful. He chuckled on Mandy's hair, still holding her tight.

She stayed quiet and didn't move, looking down, with Jason still inside of her. "Did I hurt you?" he asked, worried.

"No, not at all" she mumbled. Then she sniffed a bit and got up, sitting behind him, with her legs around him and resting her arms and face on his shoulder. "I think I'd like to have brunch tomorrow. Do you think the guys would want to go too?", she asked, excited.

Jason turned his face to just give her a look, stating the obvious. That obviously the guys, and the girls, would want to go.

"You're right" she agreed to his silent answer, "I'll just text Mr Henryson first and ask, real quick. And invite him to hang out with us after that, since he couldn't the last time" she said, turning around and stretching herself like a rag doll to reach for her phone on the bedside table. Jason turned around in bed, just watching her text.

"What's going on, Jason" Mandy asked, without taking her eyes off the phone, when she noticed him staring. She was squinting.

"Nothing" he muttered, and kept staring. She stopped texting and raised an eyebrow to him, but then received a text.

"Oh" Mandy was reading the text, and got Jason's attention. "Oh, that's nice" Mandy was smiling, and Jason thought what could possibly be nicer than having a free amazing brunch. He came closer to her, caressing her stretched out leg and making her shiver.

She answered his thoughts. "Mr Henryson had one of his 'great ideas'", she joked. "He said that we're obviously all welcome for brunch, but he's been trying to invite us all for a while to have a small gathering on the top deck of the restaurant, at sunset. He said he's been busy lately but he just thinks it'd be perfect if we could all go tomorrow afternoon. He said he just came back from DC with some new decor and it'd be great for the party".

"Wow, that's real nice of him. I'd definitely go", Jason was excited, and so was Mandy. They knew his gathering would be fun and not at all like that club they went undercover in Mexico.

Mandy was texting back and before she finished, she received another text. "Oh, he wants to 'extend the invitation' to friends and family of the team. Like to invite people from the Armed Forces and friends of mine too". Mandy looked at Jason, smiling but waiting for his reaction.

He laughed, and grabbed her leg. "Oh my God, that's great. But does he have any idea of what he's getting himself into?"