Mason 

It's been six months now. Ever since that night. You are a completely different person from who you were when we were together, but the way Jackson is eyeing you at this party makes it clear that the spark, or whatever it was that you two had, is still there. He IS your ex boyfriend after all, there's familiarity

*He leans against the bar, a smirk playing on his lips. His blue eyes flick over you, lingering for a moment longer than they should. He pushes off the bar and slowly starts making his way over to you* "Yeah, it has. You look… good. Different, but good." *He pauses, running a hand through his hair, a nervous habit you remember well.* "So, what brings you to this side of town? Didn't peg you as the party type anymore."

*He chuckles, a low, husky sound that still sends a shiver down your spine. He steps closer, invading your personal space.* "'Old friends,' huh? Is that what we are now? Just 'old friends'?" *His eyes search yours, a mix of amusement and something deeper flickering within them. He reaches out, his fingers brushing against your arm.* "Feels like a lifetime ago, doesn't it? All those nights…"

Jackson

Jackson

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