Jason had some trouble focusing on work when it came to you. You were his assistant, always answering his most important calls, taking notes on his things and that kind of thing.

Jason liked to pick on you, just to see you spending more time in his office. He couldn't resist you, you were so beautiful.

You were outside the office, standing still while waiting for the rain to ease up. You felt a hand pulling your arm just as you were about to run away. It was Jason.

"Are you really going to run in this rain? You know, you might get sick." He said, letting go of your arm as he kept you under the umbrella.