CHAPTER 18

THINGS HEAT UP AT THE BONFIRE

"Not sure" Jason answered, confused. He was tired of shopping, but not because he wasn't having a good time with Dianna while shopping, but because it was a long time for him to stand still. Or walk slowly, stopping all the time. He found out these things made his back hurt more than if he had to throw an 180 pound guy against a wall. Twice.

"Please, Jason. I didn't ask your opinion until now" Dianna held both dresses next to her, showing them to him. She decided she'd burn all of her current clothes, so she actually managed to buy a lot of things in a short period of time, simply because she focused on buying things for her deployment only, and chose something and bought it in more colors, to make it faster. She'd worry about other clothing when she came back to the States. Of course that the fact that she'd only find out to where they'd be deployed in a few hours wasn't helping. So she focused on buying things for more remote areas, because if she was deployed to somewhere closer to civilization, she could buy something in stores near there. And, of course, she focused on buying something for her to wear that night, and also a few basic makeup items.

"You see" Jason leaned on the store table, to help his back, "but when I offered you my opinion earlier, you didn't want it".

Dianna stared at him. "Yes. But I was buying underwear and you wanted me to try them on".

"And you could have easily shown them to me. I mean, it covers the same as a bathing suit, right? So", he tried.

"No. It doesn't", she answered bluntly, then smirked when he stared, curious. "And you've never seen me in a bathing suit, either". Jason raised a finger, ready to comment on that, and she interrupted "No, I won't buy bathing suits Jason. Come on, focus. It's the last thing, I promise. My back hurts too. A lot". She really wanted to lay down for a while, because she wouldn't be able to stand up at night. And she'd still have to go shoe shopping the next morning, probably with Davis, but she'd get just a couple of shoes then.

Jason crossed his arms. "I'm sorry. I told you, I can't decide. You'll have to try them on and show me". He solemnly decided. He closed his eyes and everything.

Dianna sighed. "Fine" she walked to the booths with the dresses, and when he took a seat at the 'husband's bench', she made him hold her purse. She really thought she wouldn't need his opinion on anything, but she was really divided between those two dresses.

"Ok, so, I'll come out, but you must not say a word about the dress yet. Ok? You must see both dresses first." Jason agreed and waited for her to come out. "Ok, see?" she walked out and made a turn, slowly, not noticing when Jason swallowed. "Ok, now let me try on the next one". She disappeared behind the curtain. The young guy sitting next to Jason was looking at Dianna too, and apparently trying to see through her curtain, and Jason gave him a killer stare. The guy looked away.

"Ok, next one" she said, opening the curtain, and then Jason and the clueless dude sat straighter on the bench, excited. She came out, again wearing her tall brown boots, as she did with the other dress, and slightly smiled.

Dianna waited while Jason and a guy she didn't know were staring at her, stern. Jason was nodding at the previous one, so she was sure he thought the black one was prettier. Black was a classic, she reminded herself. But she really liked this hunter green one. To mix things up a bit. It was off-the-shoulder but tighter on her waist, kind of boho, with buttons on the front, and it was short but not too short, she still felt classy. But kind of casual too, so she could easily wear the green dress that night. She slowly turned, to see if Jason would change expression, but he didn't. "So. The black one, I imagine".

"What" Jason came out of the haze. "No". He blinked. "This one. Definitely."

Dianna opened a smile. "Really? Are you sure? Because I know black is a classic" she casually turned a bit, to look at herself in the mirror again, and when she turned back, Jason and the young dude next to him were both slightly pointing at the green dress she was wearing.

"Yep" Jason said again, still with the same expression. "This. This one. Buy it".

She smiled again, she was glad she brought Jason. Nothing like a direct and honest opinion from a man. She got inside to change back to Jason's shirt.

The young dude heard his girlfriend loudly complain about something and say she'd be right out. She was in the booth next to Dianna's. "Sure honey, take your time", he softly answered. Then he kept quiet and glanced at Jason. "Your girl?" he casually asked Jason, his voice filled with intentions.

Jason glanced at him, dangerously. "Wife".

The last thing he needed was some idiot hitting on Dianna. But he understood his wonder.

Dianna looked like an Irish fairy amazon warrior, he couldn't even describe it. Exotic and ethereal. He rested his elbows on his knees, holding Dianna's small purse on his hands. "God" he muttered to himself. This would be a long night.

Jason and Dianna had lunch while shopping, and she wanted to go to his house, change into 'normal clothes', then go straight to give her statement at the police station. She said she could take an uber because the police station was a safe place, but Jason said he'd take her there, wait, then they'll come back. Then they'll both lay in bed to recover from the shopping spree. They felt old.

Dianna changed into her new jeans and a new shirt, and wore her brown boots to the police station. Jason got in but had to wait outside while she gave her statement and pressed charges, then more than an hour later she came out of the room, very calm, and he drove her to his house. As she suspected, the detective in charge alerted her that since one of the suspects was a Navy Seal, she might need to give a new statement to the Navy prosecutor later on. But she knew that the guys at the VA Beach PD would keep her case confidential, so at least for now her statement and list of suspects would be unknown to Jason and Bravo Team. But she was very aware that she needed to tell everything to Davis, at least. She'd have some insight.

"Ok, let's see" Dianna got into the Bonfire a few minutes before 2000 hours, determined to find their table. She had to reserve one because apparently a lot of people was coming, and even though that wasn't a place to be sat down all the time, she wanted to make everyone comfortable. The manager quickly approached her, widely smiling at her. She said her name and he took her to their table, that was on the outer deck, next to the big windows that allowed people from the table to perfectly see the bonfire at the sand.

In summertime, this place would be even better, Dianna thought. But it was really nice, there was a lot of people there already, and they had some outdoor heaters all over the outer deck, and even in the sand, so it wasn't too cold. She sat on one of the chairs and Jason sat right next to her, he was wearing a black polo shirt and a dark green jacket, with jeans, and he was looking extremely charming and big with the jacket. The hotness was independent of what he was wearing. And he was smelling great, she noticed at the car. She also noticed he was very quiet that night, and he seemed mysterious. She liked that, but she hoped that he wasn't like that because he was too tired from all the shopping.

Jason, on the other hand, just followed Dianna quietly, from the moment she stepped out of the main bedroom wearing the fabulous green dress, to the bar. She was all excited about seeing everyone, and she took a look at herself on the kids' bathroom mirror before they left, right next to Jason while he was checking on his hair, and she casually dabbed some lipstick on her lips with her fingers while talking to him. Then tousled her shiny dark hair a bit. Jason discreetly walked out of the bathroom and waited in the living room. He swallowed when she decided to just pull her long sleeves down a bit, showing off her shoulders even more. He was trying hard not to squeeze or raise Dianna against any flat surface he could find.

Davis and Sonny were the first ones to get to the bar, and Jason pouted, because their flirting was getting a little too serious for his comfort. Davis was still Sonny's superior and it was illegal for them to date, so he really hoped that it was just Sonny's way of teasing with her. He would never say anything to anyone in the Navy, but it was too risky. Ray and Naima arrived with Trent and Brock, and fortunately Naima was joyfully talking to Dianna, because if not, Brock would have spread his wings all over her. He was practically drooling. Clay and Stella arrived next, and Stella also started to chat with Naima, Dianna and Davis, and they all seemed to be getting along very well. Jason knew they'd probably hit it off right away, because these women were all very similar, they were all strong-minded, intelligent and independent, with good hearts, and the guys were lucky to have them. And while Sonny probably was trying to get him some Davis, Jason was definitely on the path to try and get him some Dianna.

"Ok, everyone's here, then" Jason clapped his hands together, he was standing up next to the table, while the girls were sat down, "What do you say we order something to eat too?" he joyfully said, because most of them already had drinks, and the girls were discussing about what to order. And everyone was hungry and wanted to order appetizers for the table.

"Jace" Trent called him, "Jessica's not here yet". Brock nodded, next to him.

The girls giggled, and Jason raised his hands, apologizing for forgetting about her. "Ok, we'll wait". But fifteen minutes later she still hadn't arrived, so they decided to order the food they wanted and she could eat what they ordered. The ladies already had their colorful drinks, even though they also managed to take a few shots of tequila first. Everyone sat down at the table to eat, because Stella said her friends would arrive later, they worked at the University.

"Ok but tell us now" a cheerful Stella suddenly asked a tipsy Dianna, "you worked two weeks straight with these Echo guys. And you worked with Bravo here for what? Seven days? Eight?" Stella was in a mood for controversy. Dianna nodded, agreeing. "So, do you still prefer working with Bravo? Or did you prefer Echo? Or 50/50? Tell us"

Everyone stared at her. Dianna didn't hesitate. "Bravo, definitely. No doubt." The guys cheered her on, happy with the display of loyalty. "I feel at home with them" she shyly added, and the girls 'awww' and the guys gave her crooked smiles, protective and proud.

"Well, I know what you mean. Our guys are way better than Echo's, sorry" Davis said so too, not caring about the fact that she should be more neutral about the teams she worked with by now.

Naima was also cheerful, and gossiped. "I've seen the guys from Echo when I went with Ray at the Base. I think what we should really ask is if she didn't have other interests with the Echo guys in Afghanistan. Because they're... younger, huh" she teased, and the guys were indignant.

"That is absurd" Sonny loudly said, "age isn't everything. Experience counts, for a lot of things, huh. And we have more muscles than them, right?" and the guys nodded agreeing, and the girls too, including Dianna.

"Oh yes, but one of them looks like Superman, huh? Jesus" Naima gossiped again, and Ray was jealous, and had to make a point. "Who? Will? That one's a jerk. You hate jerks, remember?" The guys all agreed about Will's jerkiness, loudly.

"Well, I turned a hot jerk into a husband, so who knows, right Dianna?" Naima teased Dianna, then smiled at Ray. And Dianna's wide smile immediately turned into a slight smile. And Jason noticed something, but he wasn't sure.

Jessica finally showed up, in a white dress and sandals, which enhanced her tan, and the guys all quickly got up to say hello to her, except for Jason, that was still looking at Dianna and thinking. The girls also took a little longer to stand up. Jessica gave everyone a hug, lingering with Brock, Clay and Jason, and the ladies frowned, especially when she kept touching Clay. Finally, she made her way to the girls' side, joyfully hugging Davis, and politely greeting Naima and Stella, who politely hugged her back. Dianna was the last one, and she gave her a hug too, now a little more enthusiastic, probably because she googled her and was now kissing her ass too.

Jessica kept kissing everyone's ass and avoiding personal questions, but she was getting along better than Dianna thought, so all the girls made their way to the bar to ask for more drinks, while the guys continued at the table with their beers. A couple was getting ready to play some live music outside, near the bonfire, where there was a roofless outdoor patio with tables and benches.

"I think I'll stick to the drinks" Dianna stated, when the ladies wanted to take another tequila shot before asking for another drink. She wanted to enjoy the night and not get too drunk. They got their new drinks and took selfies, posting on insta, then decided to check out the outdoor patio, where the small band started to play some covers of rock and pop songs, making them more chilled and beachy, which the girls really liked. The bonfire was big and a really cool feature, and Dianna was facing it when she felt someone standing near her, and she turned, scared.

"Jesus. Jason" she said, placing a hand on her chest.

"Sorry, I thought you saw me. Distracted?" He said, concerned. He saw her from his table, and she had her back to the dark beach. He got worried and decided to stay close to her.

"A little" she answered. "Listening to the music, that's all" she turned to face him, and the flames made her look even more ethereal. He had a lump in his throat while remembering the sensation of her soft lips.

"Good band. U-hum" he kicked himself for not having a decent topic of conversation.

They kept quiet, listening to the music and looking at the bonfire, and very aware of each other, but unaware of the guys watching, and gossiping about them on the table.

The ladies were also watching them standing next to each other, almost in silence, not understanding what the hell was Jason doing there, because all the guys were still at the table. Jessica was staring with envy, and Stella loved it.

A reggaeton cover song started, and this one was meant to be danced; almost all the women at the bar knew which song was this and made their way outside, and Jessica quickly stumbled upon Jason and Dianna, laughing at him because of her clumsiness, and grabbing Dianna's hand to dance with the rest of the ladies Like she was a long time friend of hers. But Dianna went with her, because she loved that song.

The guys came from the table and joined Jason at the edge of the patio, watching the ladies joyfully dance some choreography they didn't know existed, but approved tremendously.

Clay stood next to Jason, watching Stella's moves while sipping his beer. He knew why the place was famous, the big bonfire made the girls dancing look like fairies or witches, it had a great effect on the minds of probably all of the guys watching. "Great place, huh" Clay casually said to Jason.

"U-hum" Jason answered, trying not to stare at Dianna. He sipped his beer while she moved exactly to the rhythm of the song, seductively, apparently she had some dance background, because her moves reminded him of the cheerleaders from his high school. Or maybe because she had latin blood, because definitely she had moves. Suddenly, he remembered the sensation of her body grazing on his the night before, slowly and continuously, and he finished his beer to calm down.

A few guys approached the ladies dancing, which was normal, but these ones came together, in a big number, and engulfed the ladies, so Bravo Team decided to intervene. To make sure the ladies could dance in peace.

"Hello again" Jason came next to Dianna, casually holding his beer. They saw Brock charmingly approaching Jessica next to them, and she turned to wrap her arms around his neck, teasing, and they had a feeling they'd hook up even before deployment. On the other side, Clay and Stella were already kissing passionately. Dianna glanced at Jason and they chuckled, oppressed by the fiery couples next to them, and the bonfire behind them. But Dianna was feeling fiery too, and instead of stopping, she kept dancing right next to Jason, not completely following the choreography, but still moving a bit in front of him, casually grazing her body on his. Nothing that he could confirm, for sure, that was intentional, but enough to tease him. Because she noticed his stare before, and she got confident. And now she was testing his mood and reaction.

Jason was paralyzed while Dianna casually danced next to him, sometimes grazing him, slightly, and he wasn't sure if it was intentional or just because the place was crowded around them. All he knew is he was feeling the heat, and he was unabashedly staring at her body and following her moves. He saw her glancing at him and she noticed it, because it was obvious, then she turned and smirked while dancing now facing him, also slightly. The bottle of beer was almost falling of his hand, he forgot he even was supposed to hold it. He was heavily breathing, looking at her face, and she simply smiled at him and grazed a finger from his chest to his stomach, and left, grazing her body on his arm. He wasn't a fool so he followed her after a few seconds, leaving his beer on someone else's table, and he kept a good distance while she walked through the whole bar without waiting for him, then she continued walking until she reached his car at the small and dark parking lot. She looked to the sides, still with her back to him, then she finally stopped, turned and waited for him, next to the car. With a smirk on her face, because she knew he'd follow her. Anywhere she chose.

Jason walked fast and barely breathed in, not hesitating for a second while advancing at Dianna and kissing her lips passionately, grabbing her waist and squeezing her against the side of his car, feeling her whole face on his. She quickly moved her hands to his neck and disheveled his hair, and his hands touched all of her body. He squeezed her ass and she released the same high-pitched moan he heard the night before, but this time he didn't stop to ask her anything before raising her until he could stand between her legs. Now it was Jason that kept moving against Dianna, rubbing his belt on her core and his chest against her breasts, and she gasped while he kissed her neck and collarbone. Jason was eager to feel all of her body, and he couldn't stop it, he didn't even know what to do first. And she was pulsating too and couldn't wait any longer, but she knew that that was a risky place.

"Jason" she gasped and called him, because he didn't stop moving against her core and licking her collarbone, "open the car. Please".

He didn't stop kissing her lips while he put his hand in his pocket and unlocked the car, then she held his face on her hands and he finally stopped. "Get in" she told him, pointing at the passenger seat. He smiled at her, she was naughty, but he agreed, he couldn't wait any longer, so he put her down, quickly getting into the passenger seat. While she got into the car, he took off his jacket and polo shirt and opened his belt and jeans, but didn't release his erection. He wanted her to do it.

She finally made her way into the car, threw her purse on the other seat and closed the door, locking from inside. Dianna took off her boots and straddled Jason, stopping to stare at him, pretty much ready to have her. His face was stern and dangerous, but he had something cute about him that she always noticed. Maybe how he cared for her and everyone else. She was never afraid of him. She decided to slow it down, opening the buttons of her dress while looking at him.

He was panting hard while watching her fingers slowly opening her pretty dress, they were shaking a bit, and he felt like watching a hot fairy revealing herself to him. He moved his hand up her thigh until it reached her entrance, and he could finally feel her wetness with his thumb. They were both staring at each other, and he saw her gasp when he moved her panties to the side and touched her folds, then her clit. He kept lazily rubbing it, because she kept lazily opening her dress, and he wasn't a patient man.

Jason licked his lips. "I really like that dress" he said, with a husky voice.

Dianna smiled when she realized what he was doing, and opened the endless buttons a little quicker, then he moved his thumb quicker too, making her pulsate and shiver. She finally opened her dress completely and took if off, letting it fall on the floor behind her. She wasn't wearing any bra, because it was an off-the-shoulder dress, and Jason finally could see her naked, and he sighed and licked his lips while gazing at her. Now there was no turning back.

Jason realized her body was like he imagined, but even better, slim but soft. Curves and softness everywhere. Nothing about Dianna or her body was sharp. She had curves on her face, on her hair, on her butt, and on her breasts. They were soft to the touch and the perfect size for her, all natural.

He took his free hand and grazed his thumb on her nipple, then kissed and licked the other breast while he cupped and squeezed the other one a bit; it filled his hand completely. She moaned, loudly, because he was all over her, and still lazily touching her clit. Dianna then lowered to kissed his lips and moved her hands on his chest and shoulders, at first pressing her fingers, then softly.

"Rip them out, Jason" she suddenly asked against his lips, and he realized he still had her delicate panties entwined on his finger, pulled to the side, so he quickly did as the boss commanded and ripped them out with one quick move, making her gasp and smile. He grinned at her, cocky. He knew he was strong.

She began to kiss his cheeks then his neck and shoulders, he shivered, and finally her hands made her way to his pants. Jason moved his hands to her thighs and she stopped kissing him, looking down to release his erection.

He suddenly remembered that they didn't talk about protection. "Wait, Dianna. I…" he wanted to kill himself, because he didn't bring any condoms. At all. But Dianna quickly understood and smiled at him. "I'm on the pill. And I'm good". He nodded, smiling, "I checked, I'm good too". The Navy always did check ups periodically on their Seals, so Jason was always clean. And he always used condoms, but he honestly trusted Dianna when she said she was clean. He just wanted to feel her as quickly as possible. All of her.

She smiled and moved his jeans and boxers down, finally releasing his erection from the clothes, while Jason raised his hips to help. He was painfully hard, and after she looked at it she looked at him, and he was stern, breathing and just waiting for her. But her face suddenly changed, and Jason was alarmed that maybe she regretted it. His heart was almost coming out of his mouth.

She slowly came closer to him, but only to reach the side of the seat and lower it completely. Jason laid there, confused, then she softly kissed his lips. "I want you to lead" she stated, with a shaky voice, and her request made him act even more eagerly. "Yes ma'am" he huskily answered, switching their positions. As he was lowering himself on top of her, he felt a lump in his throat; she was waiting for him with wide affectionate eyes, her dark wavy locks of hair around her, and he couldn't believe that he was finally having her.

Dianna watched as she finally had Jason on top of her, as she wanted, covering her whole body while kissing her lips with his eyes open, he wanted to see her reaction. He gently raised her legs and she breathed in to relax and accommodate his size. He grazed the tip of his erection between her folds and finally pushed inside of her, very slowly, and they both gasped; he felt her walls were so tight that he wouldn't get through them, he was afraid of hurting her. So he looked at her face and kissed her lips again to relax her and opened and raised her legs even more, so he could continue to push inside of her. She was moaning and he was pulsating so hard with her wetness and tightness that he was afraid he wouldn't last.

"Oh my God, Dianna" he said against her soft lips when he finally reached the bottom of her and felt her tight and pulsating around him; then he pulled out slowly again, almost until the end, and started to thrust slowly but deeply. Dianna matched his moves but it wasn't enough for Jason; he wanted to feel her on his skin, so he released some of his weight and grazed almost all of his body on her, burying his face on her hair and moaning.

Dianna heard his husky sounds in her ear, and pressed her fingers hard on his shoulders and biceps. She was feeling Jason all over her, and she was drunk with desire, so she started to desperately dishevel his hair, pulling it too. It was full and soft, and she smelled his scent on his neck, and felt the urge to bite his shoulder.

He grunted with the sensation and moved faster and harder, and now he was touching her soft spot at each thrust. "Oh-oh, my" Dianna stuttered, because she was close to her orgasm, and he huskily moaned in her ear again.

"God" she almost screamed, desperately scratching his back and pulling his hair.

"Not God. Jason" he teased in her ear, panting, and she tried to laugh, but she was panting too. Her walls began to twitch and he almost couldn't move inside of her, so he mustered his strength to continue, even faster.

"Dianna" he called her, now looking at her face. "Look at me" he asked, with a shaky voice, and she quickly obeyed.

He gave her one of his charming smiles as soon as she opened her eyes. "Say my name, Dianna" he requested, now pretty sure that her dream that morning had nothing to do with Bravo Five, and everything to do with Bravo One. He wanted to recreate it.

She moaned, but didn't say anything. He moved much faster and pushed even deeper inside of her, focusing to not come before her. "Say it"

She moaned again, but could focus, and looked at him. "Jason"

He shivered hearing her say his name, but he couldn't wait any longer. "Good. Now come for me", he said, stern. He wasn't demanding, he was begging her. He desperately needed her to come.

Dianna was losing it completely and felt her orgasm hitting hard as soon as she heard his plead. She shut her eyes and stopped breathing, contracting her walls and her whole body around him, moaning loudly. Jason felt her walls wrapping him up and he immediately came too, hard, releasing a deep moan as he emptied himself inside of her and buried his face in her soft hair.

"Jesus" Jason said, stunned, when he could finally catch his breath again.

"Not Jesus. Dianna", she teased between gasps.

He turned to face her, her cheeks were red and her face was glowy. Her lips were a blur of pink and red, from his eager kisses, and her chin had pinkish spots, where his stubble scratched her skin. He put his thumb on her bottom lip, and she touched his forehead and cheek, gently, with her fingers. He closed his eyes, still inside of her.

"Want to go home?" he suddenly asked her, because he had no business being in that bar anymore. He just wanted to taste her for the rest of the night.

She hesitated. She was having fun with the girls, and she wouldn't see Naima and Stella for a long time. She really liked them, and she didn't know almost anyone in VA Beach yet. But she didn't know if it wasn't too late and maybe they already left.

He noticed her hesitation, and it seriously hurt his pride. "Right" he said, and came out of her, kneeling on the seat to pull his boxers and jeans up, closing his belt.

She quickly regretted hesitating. "Wait, it's not that" She closed her legs, feeling very vulnerable while he looked annoyed at her. "I won't see Naima and Stella for three months. You'll get to see the guys everyday. And me, too", she said, with hopes that he would say something about them hooking up during deployment.

"Didn't know you were so close to Naima and Stella" he sarcastically stated. He was angry at himself for being so clingy, because she was right, in a way, but so was he. He knew her priorities now.

Dianna waited for a response, and he just ignored what she said about them seeing each other everyday during deployment. She got her answer loud and clear. He wanted to enjoy her for the rest of the night, because this was going to be a one time thing. She knew that was probably the case when she enticed Jason, but she had hoped it wasn't.

"Well, I just wanted to talk to them a bit longer, since I left in the middle of the night" Dianna tried to justify.

"Well, you're the one who left the bar and came here" Jason came down close to her again, and she thought he was going to kiss her or something, but he was just reaching for his jacket and polo shirt that were on the floor under her seat.

"Oh and you followed" she clapped back. She hated how she was acting like a foolish teenager, hoping for something more, so she pushed him to the side to get up, to pick her dress and boots from the floor.

"Of course I'd follow you, you know the creep is still out there" Jason tried to sound protective, but he quickly realized he said the wrong thing, because Dianna turned her back to him, starting to close the million buttons of her dress, quickly.

"Good to know that was the only reason why you followed me" she muttered.

She continued to close her dress and he couldn't believe she'd really get out of the car, because her panties were ripped on the floor.

"You're getting back in there without any panties, huh?" he teased, annoyed and nauseated with jealousy, while putting his polo shirt on.

"Yes" she answered after a second, still with her back to him "and I'll dance all night long".

He was glad she couldn't see his face, because he was losing his mind of jealousy now. "You have got to be kidding me. Isn't one stalker enough?" he said the words teasing, but he regretted them immediately.

Dianna quickly turned to him, now with her dress fully closed and with her eyes filled with tears and hurt. "Excuse me?" she whispered, dangerously.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking" he quickly said, and his eyes were filling with tears now too.

But Dianna didn't even notice, because she was aggressively grabbing her boots and putting them on. "You're an asshole" she stated, and Jason couldn't agree more.

"I know, I'm sorry, I know it's not your fault that a creep is stalking you" he tried to apologize, but she wasn't even listening.

"Yes, I'm glad you realize that now, Jason. Better late than ever" she answered sarcastically, grabbing her purse from the other seat and opening the door.

He watched her get out of the car, holding her dress down. He decided to follow her, he wasn't letting her stay alone in that bar, especially now, pantiless.

"You don't need to get in there, I'll look for Davis and see if I can sleep at her house tonight. If she's not there, I'll talk to Brock" she glanced at him, annoyed.

Jason didn't like the tease, but didn't mention it. "I'm just going in there to be with the team. Don't worry".

They got into the bar, and it was a lot emptier than when they left. They didn't see anyone they knew at their table, or on the outside patio. Dianna took her phone from her purse, and a lot of time had passed from when they left to hook up until then. She also saw she got a text from Davis, naughtily asking where the hell was she, and saying that everyone suddenly disappeared from the bar, except her, Naima, Ray and Sonny. Dianna felt lost and looked up at Jason. He cockily grinned at her.

"Yep. Time flies by when you're with me, huh. You should have come with me when you had the chance. Now you missed it. Let's go".

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