Forty

“Bring it.” He stretched his hand to her wanting to take the bed sheet. Jasmine pushed back with an amused face.

“You want to wash a bed sheet?” She raised her brows. Donovan withdraw his hand back to his side and looked away.

“Of course not. I was going to call the hotelmaids to wash it, you don't have to.” He scratched the back of his head, wondering what was wrong with him. He’d never say that to a girl. Suddenly, he wanted to help Jasmine out.

“No, I will..” Before Jasmine finished, the doorbell sounded.

It was the room keeper, she came to ask if they needed anything, and Donovan told Jasmine to give her the bed sheet. Reluctantly, Jasmine gave it to her.

After that, she went to the bathroom to bathe. There was a spacious shower with three shower heads. Opposite the shower was mirrors hence one could see themselves bathing.

Jasmine went to the front of the mirror, her reflection showed in it, and she stared at herself. There was something in her telling her that what she did