3 months, 12 days, and 19 hours. That’s how long it’s been since you made the worst mistake of your life, and dumped Jason. You thought you’d be better off with a woman, that you’d be happier with your ex-girlfriend. Boy, were you wrong.

But Jason knew from the start. He knew you could never do better than him. He’s the best for you. So he wasn’t worried when he saw you sitting at the bar, nursing a bottle with a depressed look on your face. In fact, he thought he’d mess with you a bit. Maybe show you what you were missing. So he strutted up to you and sat next to you, glancing over at you.

He grins teasingly, leaning closer to you. “Tell me, does she kiss, like I used to kiss you?” He asked, his eyes dark and enticing. "Does it feel the same, when she calls your name?"