Episode 13

"It's just a joke, right?"

Magy didn't believe it either, but it would only be for these days, then things would go back to normal. Jason lay on the bed, a face mask on.

Magy was painting her nails pastel pink, wearing an ear-topped headband, and a comical white mustache adorned her lips, the result of hair removal cream.

"If you say so."

"Just going with the flow; wasn't it you who told me to enjoy?"

"Yes, as long as you remember it's just that." She declared definitively.

Jason tried to convince himself that Bill was doing this to help him, trying not to think of the alone times when a dark-haired man clung to his lips and body. Why? That damn question wouldn't let Jason live. Why kiss him when they were alone? Why caress him that way, whisper sweet nothings when no one could hear? Or perhaps that damn rule number one wasn't as clear to him as it was to Bill. What the brunette said in the library wasn't clear, or maybe he was just too dumbstruck by that beautiful face to understand half of it.

"Hey!" Magy threw a cushion at Jason's face, who was lost in thought.

"Ow… Magy stop that, you'll smear my mask."

"Sorryyyy," Magy rolled her eyes and gestured mockingly, "but I'm trying to talk to you, and you're spaced out. What—or rather who—are you thinking about?" she teased, wagging her eyebrows suggestively.

Jason tossed the cushion back forcefully, and she dodged it.

"Nobody, just thinking that next week I have to meet with Mr. Colton." He lied.

Well, partly true. He was his Language teacher and admired Jason for his discipline, calling him for an important task—at least that's all the information he had.

"MMM… fascinating," Magy said, shaking her nail polish.

"Hey, bitches."

"No, no, no… what are you doing here and how did you get in?" Magy exclaimed as Nara strode confidently into the room, her beautiful hair cascading over her shoulders, her fitted shirt highlighting every delicate curve of her torso, and a tiny black miniskirt accentuating her magnificent behind.

"Vico is so sweet," declared the redhead, sitting next to Jason who laughed at the girl's audacity who seemed to devour the world.

"I'm going to kill him; he'd sell me out when it comes to you, thank goodness he's the house's security," Magy laughed.

"If he weren't so damn tall, I might make an exception." Nara bit her lip suggestively.

"Nara!" they yelled in unison.

"Okay, okay, I didn't say anything, boring."

"So why all the self-care, you're perfect," Nara moved close to Jason, pulling off his mask.

"Thanks, but I'm not perfect, I know I'm hot, but let's not overdo it."

"Damn… what bad luck that day, if you had been my partner I'd have the chance to play with you," she said suggestively.

"Calm down and stop harassing my cousin; Bill will get mad."

Jason just shook his head and smiled, heading to the bathroom to remove the remains of the moisturizing cream.

It was the weekend, and the cousins had a spa date, a tradition since their pre-teen years, never allowing a pimple to ruin their natural beauty. So that spa afternoon was a matter of life or death.

"Going to the game tomorrow afternoon?" Nara asked while munching on a cucumber slice.

"What a stupid question, I have no choice," Magi clarified, grabbing her pompoms and shaking them.

"Ahhh sorry I thought you'd be there for the quarterback," Nara teased, wiggling her eyebrows.

Magy's eyes widened, and she signaled to shut your damn mouth; she didn't want Jason to know yet, he would never let her live it down after the countless times she denied liking the blond guy.

"I heard that," Jason dashed to the bed and jumped beside Nara, eager to hear the crimson-faced girl speak.

"I can explain," she said, swallowing hard.

"No need to pretend, you said he made you nauseous just looking at him, his perfume was disgusting, and so on…"

"Enough, Jason, don't be like that," she shouted, laughing, covering her face with a cushion.

"Hey, where were you during lunch yesterday? Your would-be boyfriend was desperately searching for you," Nara asked, and Magy watched as her cousin turned pale.

"Come on, cousin, tell us." The curly-haired girl seized the moment, diverting the attention to someone else.

"Well- well," he stammered like a toddler learning to speak, his stomach tied in knots and his throat dried up; everything inside him was about to collapse. It was one thing to talk to Magy, but Nara was different; she would not hesitate to speak out, detailing how the raven-haired boy was kissed amidst the old books of the library.

"In the library."

"I knew it," Nara exclaimed, looking at Magy; she knew he was there yesterday. Was it for you?"

"Eh?" Jason thought he was no longer the target of the redhead's interrogation, but he was mistaken.

"Are you deaf, handsome?" Nara stroked his cheek, which glowed from heat, and playfully scrunched up her nose, moving closer.

"By your face, yes, but you're going tomorrow?"

"I can't, I'm working."

"You have to go, you're the fake boyfriend of the Wide Receiver, it's the last week of the game, and you guys are in the lead. Sorry, Nara, it's true."

Nara laughed and shrugged; she genuinely didn't need the money like most participants in the game, she was in it for fun, and Jack never turned down her crazy ideas; it was all perfect for the redhead.

"I can't, Magy, and I don't think Bill wants me there; it'd be different if I were one of his many girls, but I don't think so," he said, shaking his head.

"Girls? Which ones? Bill never invited any, they never lasted more than a week or two, and he found it pointless to have them come to the games."

"Exactly, it's pointless," Jason affirmed Nara's words.

"But we could try, you seem to be different," Nara said with a mischievous smile. It was well known that when the redhead bore that grin, she was up to something.

"Come here, baby," she slid her slender arm around Jason's shoulders and kissed his cheek.

Click.

The sound of the camera caused the boy's blue eyes to open even wider with a unique sparkle.

"Nara!" he exclaimed, bewildered.

"Now tell us, Magy."

"Okay."

And so began the countdown for the two girls, while he didn't understand what was happening.

3, 2, 1, a notification.

"Check your phone, handsome," Nara said, high-fiving Magy with a grin.

Jason looked at his phone and there it was, a message from Bill.

📱-Bill

📱Why is Nara kissing you?

Jason felt his heart stop for a second. Was Bill jealous? No, maybe he was just asking, right? Jason tried to reassure himself.

Jason

📱It was just a photo; what's the problem?

Bill

📱Only I get to kiss you!!

What!!! That's exactly what Jason held back in his throat, his brow broke out in sweat, and his breath quickened uncontrollably, the memory of those tender yet fierce kisses, the words whispered in his neck, all became so real he didn't want it to end, and this scared him even more.

"Something wrong, Jason?" Magy questioned.

"Becoming sentimental, Bill?" Nara asked.

But he quickly gathered his things in front of the puzzled girls.

"I have to get to work."

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