“I don’t mean to brag, but you’ve been happier to see me in the last few days, or did I boost my ego by telling myself that?” Cainan asked, as Jasmin opened the door and let him in with an expression that said he wasn’t really welcome.   He looked like he drove straight from the office from what she could see. He was still in his black long sleeve and black trousers. His hair combed to the back and arranged perfectly and there were a few stubbles on his face. He looked neat and kempt, as though he hadn’t even gone to work to begin with.   She responded to his question with silence as she closed the door and made her way into the bedroom; he followed. “What’s up, Jasmin? Marco told me you didn’t return to the restaurant after leaving yesterday morning and that you also didn’t turn up today for your usual inspection. Are the pregnancy hormones acting up or is this something else?” he asked as they both stepped into the b

Jasmin woke up to see Cainan, and herself wrapped in sheets and each other’s arms. And she exhaled deeply and jogged her hand over her face.    After they arrived home last night, Cainan said little and when he wanted to take his leave, she couldn’t let him. He was sorrowful and remorseful and the pain appeared all over him and her heart went out to him. She told him he was welcome to spend the night with her and he didn’t refuse the offer. He immediately dropped to the couch and was about to lie on it when she informed him she meant staying with her in bed, but she promised there would not be any funny business. She wasn’t planning on being in any way sexual because what he needed was comfort, and that was what she wanted to give. As hot as he was and as attracted to him as she was, she had to put that aside.   He came into bed and laid down, not bothered to take off his clothes and she didn’t hassle him because

It surprised her to see over thirty people already present and waiting at the entrance of the restaurant where the opening was going to begin. She didn’t know most of them, but the looks on their faces told her they didn’t lose their way.    “You said you were only going to invite a few people, this doesn’t look like a few people to me, Cainan, this looks like a lot,” she whisper-yelled to him as he led her towards the building where the people were, all the while wearing a smile on her face.    “I said a few people and these are a few people because a lot would be a hundred plus. Wait, is that complaint I hear in your voice?” His tone was questioning, though his eyes remained focused and friendly.    “I’m not good with crowds.”    “Get used to it, Ms Whyte, you’re a businesswoman now.”   They stopped walking when they reached a few men

Jasmin was barely out of the building when she saw Cainan Lexus car driving over to where she stood, and as soon as it parked, Felix stepped out and made his way towards her. She was in a white long sleeve and black jeans trousers.  Ada had invited her many weeks ago to come and bake with her at home, but a few reasons contributed to her not being able to go and every time she explained to Ada, the amazing woman always understood. She would have made it two weeks ago, but Ada had a sudden meeting with a few partners at Riá-no and her visit had to be put on hold. Today they were both free from work and responsibility and Jasmin knew this was the best opportunity, so she called Ada, who informed her she was going to be baking today, and Jasmin happily got ready.  Ada must have called and told Cainan about her arrival because he called her, asking if Ada had put any form of pressure on her. Ada was a woman with impressive persuasive skil

Two weeks later... “What are your schedules for the next three days, Ms Whyte?” Cainan asked as he stepped into her office. “Well, hello to you too, Mr Inferno and they are hectic.” Setting up the restaurant was easily said than done. They have visited countless businesses and even homes, offering their services in hopes for future patronage and though the first week was tough, there have The much turning up this week and they had reached a ten per cent increase on the customers trooping in. Cainan’s involvement in the entire project made it easier, and Jasmin was grateful. He visited almost every day to ask if there was anything she needed. A gesture she tried not to get too used to because that was only going to give her heart false hope, which it shouldn’t have. He had kept to his words of not treating her differently because of the pregnancy but last week; he stressed the need for her to not overwork herself as she n