

Jail Bait: chapter 10 Jas POVRoxy had passed out in the back seat of the car halfway to the hospital and I thought about Strays warnings, 'she could die'. I pushed my foot harder onto the gas pedal. Stray had two men waiting outside of the entrance once I reached my destination. I sighed and lit a cigar as I watched them pull Roxy out of the car onto a stretcher, I would just have one smoke and then I'd go in to be with her. Damn, why couldn't I have gotten addicted to cigarettes? A box of 25 cigars cost me roughly eighty five bucks, a pack of cigarettes was only seven. And not that I was ever particulary bothered to watch my health, but Roxanne was right, cigars were exJail Bait: chapter 10 Jas POV


Jail Bait: chapter 9 Jas POVJAS' P.O.V.:Jail Bait: chapter 9 Jas POV
It had been weeks since Roxanne left. I knew I should have let her go the first night she tried to get cozy with me, I didn't want to get attatched to her. But I had to go soft, didn't I? Some man I had turned out to be.
I knew better than to start being nice to her...I knew she'd get the wrong idea...she did. And next thing I knew I was fucking the chick...that was not part of the game plan. I had sworn to myself I wasn't going to have sex with that girl when I picked her out.
I shook my head as if trying to shake the pictures of her from my mind. Her tears when I told her there was no "us". Her


Jail Bait: chapter 8"I'm sorry you're unhappy," I whispered, and it was true. That moment I realised what I had to do, and tried to grip every feeling I had right then, Jas' skin under my fingers, his warmth, the smell of smoky cherry in his hair, the sound of his heartbeat. I tried to capture it in my mind, because I wanted to remember it forever, and I knew that if I wanted him to be happy, this would be the last night that I could capture it before I never felt it again.Jail Bait: chapter 8
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Morning came painfully quickly. I stared at Jas, snoring softly with a serene look on his face, like a baby. I wanted to cry, but I held myself toget


Jail Bait: chapter 7Jas lit a cigar and I leaned against him, still aching from my first time experience with sex. My thoughts racing, my heart pounding, I sighed, exhausted. He put his arm around me and leaned his head back. After a long moment of silence, I decided to try at a conversation. Bad idea. "You know, you really should stop smoking," I told him softly. He looked surprised, then bothered as he took his arm off of my shoulder and pushed me away, "Why? Because it bothers you?" "No, it's unhealthy, thats all," I responded, slightly hurt by his reaction. Jas looked angry, "Gimme a friggin' break! Don't act like you care just becausJail Bait: chapter 7
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