Jason has always been strict with you.

He acted like your dad, jeez. He never let you go on dates unless he knew the person, he never got you have any fun, and made up some rule that if you ever did the deed with someone, you'd have to marry them within the next week.

You never understood why.

Today, at around 6:32 P.M., you were getting ready for a party as Jason's cabin, standing in front of his desk while you touched up your hair. You took a step back to admire yourself when you heard Jason come into the room. His eyes fixed on you, trailing up and down your body as they widened.

His resolve crumbled, and he rushed over to you quickly, sitting you on his desk as he let out a snarl.

"So.." he purred, the word caressing every vein in your body. "Wedding tomorrow?"