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Nathalia's POV:

I awoke in my bed, with little memory of last night. I groaned, pressing my hand to my aching forehead. I remembered Jason coming over, dinner and having some wonderful Italian wine...and then, blank. I looked next to me, and saw Jason.

"Oh no, we didn't." I groaned.

"Didn't want, Nathalia?" Jason inquired, opening one bleary eye.

"Tell me we didn't, Jason. Please tell me we didn't sleep together." I whispered.

"Well, love, there wasn't much sleeping involved." Jason said, a small smile on his lips.

"Oh no, we didn't." I muttered, covering my head with the blankets.

"Hey, Nathalia, it's okay. You said it wouldn't mean anything, and it didn't." Jason said.

"Too much wine, I suppose." I replied.

"I would say so. But, then again, you've always had trouble with wine. Remember that one time you had two glasses and you were completely gone?" Jason asked.

"Don't remind me of that time. It made me look like such a lightweight." I replied.

"Wine is a tricky thing. You don't even realize that you're getting drunk." Jason said.

"That's true. Plus, it doesn't taste as bad as some of the things out there." I answered.

"True." Jason said. I moved closer to him on the bed, and he lifted an arm. I put my head on his chest, and I was surprised how comfortable I felt about being in the same room, not to mention the same bed, with Jason.

"Nathalia-I am truly sorry about what I did to you. I was stupid. I let myself be influenced, for no real reason at all, other then that I was scared. I didn't want to hurt you, but I didn't know what to do. As foolish as it sounds, I was scared to be so close to you. I was scared of what it meant to be in love with you. But that doesn't excuse my behavior towards you, or how much I ended up hurting you. I'm so sorry." Jason whispered, sounding choked up.

"Jason, I forgave you a long time ago. We were much younger then, and neither of us really knew what we were doing. We allowed ourselves to be too much of a couple, and didn't give ourselves enough time to still be individuals." I replied, putting my hand over his.

"I just wish I could forgive myself." Jason said.

"You need to find a way to, Jason. It's not fair to blame yourself for so long." I responded.

"I know. Say, do you want me to make some of my world famous chocolate chip pancakes?" Jason inquired.

"That sounds great, Jason." I replied, moving to get off the bed.

"Not so fast, you." Jason said, grabbing me around the waist and pulling me back towards him.

"May I?" Jason whispered, his lips above mine. I nodded, and Jason leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. I returned the kiss, until I felt starved for air. Jason and I broke apart, and then he went to the kitchen to make breakfast, while I got dressed for the day.