Reasons to Leave (Reasons #1)

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Authors: Lisa J. Hobman
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Scotland, second chance, Highlands, love and loss
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to get hurt easily, that’s all.”
    Matt scrunched his face in disbelief. “That’s incredibly observant for someone you’ve only known for twenty four hours or less. What’s going on, Jace?”
    Jason spoke through clenched teeth. “Nothing. Nothing is going on . Just leave it.”
    Matt held his hands up. “Okay, okay. But I think you’re being unfair to the poor woman. She should be allowed to make the decision for herself. I could show her a good time. Know what I mean?” His look was lascivious.
    Jason moved his face closer. “That’s exactly my problem, mate . She’s too fucking good for you. You can’t keep your dick in your pants, and she deserves more. She’s not the type you can use for a quick fuck, all right? Trust me. I know.”
    Matt gave him a knowing smile. “Right, right. Been there already, have you?”
    “You are walking a seriously fucking fine line. Now you’re my mate, but I swear if you disrespect her like that again, I’ll come back to see you, and you’ll be eating your fucking meals through a straw.”
    Matt laughed heartily. Clearly not taking Jason’s threat seriously. “Fuck me, Jace. You’ve got it bad, mate.” He patted him on the shoulder.
    “I said it wasn’t like that.”
    “Whatever, mate. Don’t sweat it. Off limits. Message received loud and clear.” He saluted and walked away chuckling to himself.
     
    ****
     
    Stevie was the last to be given her bike for the day, and Jason took it upon himself to deliver it personally.
    He winked. “Here you go. This should bring back fond memories.”
    “Really? Why’s that?” She knew that pleading ignorance was cruel, but she couldn’t help herself. Maybe he needed knocking down a peg or two and perhaps she was the one to do it.
    He held his chest as if she had shot him. “Oooh harsh, Mrs. Norton. Harsh.” He smiled, showing those perfect teeth of his, but didn’t say anything further on the matter.
    “So…freedom day? I get a day off, do I? Maybe I could go for a drink with Matt.” She was testing Jason’s reaction. Cruel again.
    “Nah. He’s a womaniser, that one.” He held his hands up. “I mean, it’s nothing to do with me, but I wouldn’t let my sister go out with him if I had one.”
    “Well, it’s a good thing I’m not your sister , and that as you quite rightly stated it’s nothing to do with you.” She turned and walked away. She hadn’t quite received the jealous reaction she had hoped for deep down. He had looked pretty pissed off a few moments ago, but he seemed able to switch his emotions on and off like a light switch these days.
    Once they had their helmets fixed in place, the kids set off enthusiastically. Stevie not so much. Luckily, the route had taken into account everyone’s level of fitness—or lack thereof—and was mostly flat. The road they cycled was laid especially for bikes and weaved its way through the trees. The smell of fresh pine wafted through the warm summer air, and the sun cast dancing white lights and contrasting dark shadows before them as they rode. Rothiemurchus was such a stunning place. She had never experienced such tranquillity and beauty before. Nature was pretty bloody amazing.
    Jason pulled up to cycle alongside her. “This is the life, eh?”
    His smile was infectious, and she couldn’t help her own taking over her face. “It’s stunning.”
    The kids and other staff cycled ahead leaving Jason and Stevie to lag behind. She tried to cycle faster to gain some much-needed distance but of course he caught up to her. She had no chance of being rid of him out here. He was much fitter than she was.
    “Will you come to my cabin tonight?”
    She turned her head toward him and a serious expression settled in place on his handsome features once again. He was pedalling with one hand on the handlebars and one hand resting on his toned thigh.
    She shook her head. “No, I can’t. I’m working. I have responsibilities. I can’t just come over like

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