Chapter 33: Chapter Thirty-three

Olivia

I've never been the jealous type, and I know that Jason will never make me jealous by using another woman. But right now, right here, no matter how tired I am and how jetlagged, I have every right to act the way I am. The ring on my finger says so and I imagine the man that put said ring would approve. And I am feeling proud of what I just did at this moment and if anyone wants to stake a claim on Jason, they will have to go through me first.

The first person to break the silence is Jason's mother. She gasps so loud that I wonder if the air that she just filled her body with won't choke her. And the second being what's her name infront of me. I hear a Snickers from the back of the room and I know without looking that it's Joseph. And then the whispers in the room begin. I'm not paying them any attention though, I'm waiting to see if this woman will shake my hand in greeting.

But with the way her eyes are on the beautiful ring on my finger and her eyes on the brink of tears, I know she won't. I leave my hand hanging in the air just for her to get a full look on the ring. Right now I'm glad Jason chose such a big stone because even the other guests in the room, and I am guessing and hoping they are guests, are coming closer to take a good look at it. Some complement it, although not to my face. Of course they won't though, Jason's mother's entourage are not pleased with my being here and more so the leader of the group

I wonder though, when they all arrived here seeing as how it's still early. Don't they have their own homes to take care of? And why so many? I'm guessing though that bimbo infront of me was hoping that one day Jason would ask for her hand in marriage. And I'm guessing that his mother had planned all of this, that she was going to convince Jason to marry her. That's just my guess though.

"Oh, congratulations." Bimbo says though she doesn't take my hand in greeting and to introduce herself.

I decide to aggravate her just for the fun of it. "It's beautiful isn't it? Ahh Jason is so romantic and caring!" I say pulling my hand back and slip in back to where it was.

Jason hasn't said a word. And looking now at his face, I see why. He's smile is so big. His eyes are sparkling. He looks proud, and absolutely happy. He leans down and kisses me full on on my lips. And I feel the kiss to my very core. It's him telling me he loves me with just a kiss, and I return it full force. And just like that I forgot that was an act to rub it infront of their faces.

I hear someone clear their throat from a distance and I know we've been kissing for a while. We break the kiss and he puts his forehead on mine. I don't need to open my eyes to know we have everyone's attention. Something I wish we didn't have right now. And it makes me want to tell Jason that I want to leave immediately. But I don't want it to be like I'm trying to control Jason's life. Plus we just arrived here. It seems bad to give people attitude in their own homes. And my mother didn't raise me like that.

Jason's mother comes to stand infront of us. Her fake smile is telling. I imagine she's doing it for Jason's benefit. She takes my hand and looks at my ring and I feel like pulling my hand back, I don't like that she is touching me and I don't want her to touch me, but I'm polite so I don't pull back my hand.

"Congratulations, welcome to the family." She tells me, dropping my hand and pulling me into a stiff hug.

"Thank you." I reply after the quick hug and move back to stand next to Jason.

"Mother, we are still very tired, so we will get going. We will see you soon, maybe next time without your entourage. Give dad our greetings, will you?!" Jason says, putting his arm around my waist and pulling me towards the exit. I can't say I'm not happy, I'm over the moon in fact.

"Oh but you've just arrived." His mother says.

Jason stops as we approach the door. "And we're tired and jetlagged, I have back to back meetings tomorrow. I will try to make time to visit." He says and doesn't wait for his mother's answer.

Once we get into the car, he takes my hand and puts it on his thigh, but doesn't say anything. I'm grated by the interaction between him and his mother and myself included. If this is how she is then I don't need to be around her. But more than that, the woman I just met is nothing like the woman Jason and Joseph were happily telling me about.

"She's not normally like that, I swear. And I don't usually talk to her like that either." He explains, disturbing my from my train of thoughts.

"Is it me then?" I ask although I already have my suspicions about it.

"I think it's the fact that I've never brought a woman home and that she always wanted me to marry Jessica. But she never had my attention." He tells me with a smile on his face, his eyes on my lips.

"So I'm the problem then?!" I ask him with a smile matching his.

I love the fact that I'm the first woman he brought to his parents home, and that I will hopefully be the last. I don't doubt that he will never cheat, but things happen and people change.

We approach our apartment building in thirty minutes. I am happy to be home, because yes I do consider this place home, more so now than before. I go straight to Jason's bedroom and throw myself on the bed. Jason follows in behind me, throws himself next to me and covers me with his arm.

"I have to go to the office for an hour or two." He says to me and I turn my head to face him.

"I'll be here when you come back." I tell him. He scoots me closer to him and he kisses my forehead. He gets up then and heads to the closet and I close my eyes for a little shut eye. I feel myself being lifted and put back on the bed, then blankets are drawn on top of me. Jason kisses my cheek and then he's gone.