Jasmine's POV
I tidied up my mother's room for her arrival. She would be home in two days. The surgery was successful but they needed to keep her for further observation. I couldn't wait for her to be back into the house. We missed her so much.
"So, have you gotten in touch with Bradley yet to thank him?" my sister asked. She was assisting me with the cleaning.
"No. I've even tried his Facebook page but I can't contact him. And it appears he changed his number."
"Hmm, I just don't understand it. He paid for Mom's transplant while he vanished into thin air? That just doesn't sound like Bradley to me. He's too boastful to do something so private."
"You have a point, but if Bradley didn't do it, then who? He was the only one I told about mom's condition. He was the only one who knows the amount of money to pay for it," I recalled, mopping the floor in the bedroom.
"Yeah, you're right. I am just surprise by his behavior. He was
Jasmine's POV"What are you doing here Bradley?" I asked."I came to talk to you," he answered.Zenia left my side and I allowed him inside."How can I help you?" I asked, folding my arms to my chest."That's the welcome back I get?" he asked with a silly smirk on his face as his eyes roamed my body, causing me to get a bit uncomfortable in my skimpy shorts. I wasn't expecting him to show up so soon again."Where have you been? I've been trying to get a hold of you through phone calls, internet, emails, Twitter, Facebook, but I couldn't reach you.""I'm sorry I left so suddenly without you knowing about it but I had an emergency with my family at the last minute, so I had to leave immediately. Dad isn't in the best of health," he explained, taking a seat on the couch."Oh I'm sorry to hear that," I sympathized. I knew what it felt like to have a sickly parent."But thank you Bradley for e
Evan's POV"You know you like her. Ask her already and stop being an egotistical boss who got his head stuck up his butt!" Emily nagged for the thousandth time.She had come to my office to remind me about our family's dinner that night. Of course, she could have called me, but she had to go the extra mile of showing up and breaking my walls down a bit to ask Jasmine as my date. Emily had a date and she wanted me to have one as well."I don't think she'll accept. Her mom is coming home and she'll want to spend time with her, Emily," I explained as to why I hadn't asked her to the dinner."You're only making excuses after excuses. Here's what, if you don't ask her, then I will.""EMILY NO!"It made no difference, yelling at her and trying to stop her, because she was already out the door. She came back with Jasmine tailing right behind her. She sat back down in the chair she had been sitting in and offered
Jasmine's POV"ZENIA! ZENIA!" I called for my sister as soon as I entered my apartment.I rushed to her bedroom where I found her hiding her chest area with a bed sheet and a male voice was coming from the computer. I only managed to get a quick look at him.He had sandy brown hair and hair and brown eyes."Jesus! Jasmine what are you doing home so early?" she asked with a panic and shut the computer."Girl, were you having Skype sex with some guy?" I asked with a laugh.Her face flushed with embarrassment and I couldn't help but to laugh even harder. "So that's what you do when I'm at work? And I thought you told me last night that you're starting a summer job at Las Chicas Boutique. Why aren't you at work?" I folded my arms and waited for her answer.She put on her tank top and got out of the bed. "The manager called me this morning. I'll be starting tomorrow afternoon.""That's great. I'm so proud of you."
Evan's POVOh hell no! I was not about to let Jessica ruin this."What are you doing here?" Mom asked her with an impolite frown on her face. She disliked Jessica ever since high school. And so did my twin sister."You're not invited here, so why don't you save yourself the embarrassment, and get lost!" Emily snapped at her."Excuse me," Jessica defended."No! Excuse YOU!" Emily blasted out."Everyone, I'll handle this," I said, taking a stand and approaching Jessica. I placed a hand across her back and led her out the dinning room area without anymore fights. "What were you even thinking?" My anger was rising."I only wanted to join you and your family for dinner.""How did you even find out about it? I never invited you.""Your brother posted the dinner table on Instagram and I'm one of his followers so I saw it.""That doesn't mean that you could pop up like this Jessica. That's a form
Evan's POVFriday came almost instantly.I had just come back into my office from the boardroom meeting and I was in the best of moods. The company had made a net profit of ten million dollars from the five companies we've invested in, taken over, and developed on a wider scale in the last six months.I can give my employees a raise and a respectable bonus at the end of the year.I sat down in my chair while my mind went back to last night's special episode in my bedroom at my family's house. I wanted more of that. I needed more of that. I missed her presence in the office but I wanted her to be with her mother. Her mom would be finally coming home from the hospital after a successful lung transplant surgery. I would tell her the truth very soon.She needs to know that I paid for the surgery and the outstanding medical bills.I took my cellphone out my pocket and dialed Jasmine's number. "Hi," I spoke up as she answered her phone
Jasmine's POVThe weekend went by quietly because Mom had given me a cold shoulder. I thought she would have had a change of heart and appreciate Bradley for what he did, but I was wrong.I took my frustration with me to work on Monday. A look of gloom was on my face for the entire morning while I carried out my tasks."Jasmine," a voice said behind me. He approached my desk and looked at my face, arching his eyebrows with concern and curiosity. "What's the matter?" he asked."I don't know," I answered, replacing my unpleasant expression with a fake smile.But he was Evan Hollen and nothing got passed Evan Hollen. He saw right through my pretense."Tell me what's wrong with you.""What makes you think something is wrong with me?" I asked."Because I know you and sadness is written all over your face."I smiled."Maybe what I have to tell you will actually turn around your mood for the better."
Jasmine's POVI changed into a pair of black jeans, a white T-shirt and a pair of flat sandals I brought along with me. I gathered my notepads, pens, pencils and stuck them into my large folder. I took my purse and room key. I shut the door behind me and made my way downstairs to the lobby where Evan was waiting so we could get to the meeting.His rental car was parked outside the entrance. The ride to the meeting was silent. He didn't say a word and neither did I.We arrived at a three storied building complex. A large black gate automatically opened as our car approached. He drove up to the parking lot area and parked. He held a large brown envelope in his hand as he got out. I followed suit, without a word. Two could definitely play this game."Ah, you've made it!" a voice belonging to a very beautiful woman said with enthusiasm as she came up and shook hands with him."And good morning to you. You must be Miss Blackman, yes? I'm Mr
Jasmine's POVI rolled out of bed, eyes on his sleeping figure as I tiptoed to the bathroom. I took another shower, changed my clothes, and sat down on the bed afterwards, reading through a recent gossip magazine.He stirred. "Hey," his voice croaked out."Hi," I answered him.He sat up in bed, scrunching his eyes from the rays of the sun coming through the glass door of the balcony. "What time is it?" he asked."Four thirty""Ughh! Get dressed, baby. I'm taking you out to get something to eat," he offered as he got out of bed. He put his T-shirt and pants on and kissed my forehead before he left the room.I quickly went over to the tiny suitcase I came with, looking for something sexy and tempting to wear. I had just had steaming hot sex with this man and I wasn't about to bore him away from me anytime soon. My hands found a tight red dress with spaghetti traps and a low neck line which showed just enough cleavage. I