Chapter 29

***SIN'S POV***

Jasmine Cabero was waiting for me at Parley's Restaurant when I arrived forty-five minutes late after my brief visit with Summer.

I hate that I had to leave Summer at home, but like I told her if this is going to turn out into an arranged marriage of some sort_ which I do not condone_ I'll have to at least make an impression.

"Miss Cabero," I salute, handing her the fresh bouquet of red roses I bought for her on my way to the restaurant.

"Don Sorvino. Oh, please, call me Jasmine," she says, her demeanor pleasant.

Jasmine looks sophisticated, like a lady with a purpose and when I smile politely at her gesture, I say, "If only you address me as Sinclair," I utter.

"Deal, Sinclair," she mouths regaining her seat.

"I apologize for coming late, I got caught up in a bit of an emergency," I blurt out, crinkling my eyes as I smile.

The waiter comes and I order a yellow glass of wine, knowing that is the best Mexican wine around here.

Jasmine's smiles bro