Chapter Thirty One

ELENA

"You know you don't have to pull me too close, right?" I hissed as Jason drew me even closer, trying my best to appear happy in front of the paparazzi. As the cameras flashed, capturing us together, I could feel the heat of Jason's hand on my waist.

"How best would I show them how much I love my wife, if not this. And you better prepare for the kiss, because it's coming." He whispered back.

I was still reeling from the meaning of the words he just casually threw my way, when he turned me on his arm, and pressed a light kiss on my lip, that went straight to my toes.

I clung to the lapels of his suit to keep from falling, while I distinctly heard the crowd of reporters hoot and whistle as they seemed to enjoy the show Jason was putting.

The kiss lasted for about four seconds before he was pulling away and looking straight into my eyes, with a soft smile playing on his lips.

"Shall we?" He asked, pretending like everything was normal and perfectly alright, while I was exploding on