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“What’s wrong?” Bria inquires, knowing me better than anyone.

Since I don’t like to hide things from her, I tell her the truth. “I asked Jasmine to move in with me.”

The line is silent for a moment before her rich laughter filters through the phone. “What the hell have you gotten yourself into, Leo?”

“It’s a win-win situation for both of us. She’ll take care of the cats when I’m away, and I’ll help her with her business.”

“Sweet brother of mine, a genius from what the tests say, but oh so clueless at times. You? Living with someone else? You’re a clean freak and an introvert who doesn’t like to communicate with others unless you have to.”

“Tell me something I don’t already know, Bria. But it’ll be fine. She’s coming over tomorrow to see the place,” I say, unsure if I’m trying to convince her or myself.

“You know, this will be good for you. It’ll be something new,” she proposes.

I agree, and we continue our conversation, catching up on the newest things in our life. Bria’s been working on a special project at work, which means she’s too busy for men.

Thank goodness. The idea of anyone hurting my baby sister is like a knife twisting in my gut. I’m very protective of my family, and that’ll never change.

“One last thing before I go. Are you listening?” Bria asks.

“Always.”

“Repeat after me, okay? I will not cross the line with Jasmine.”

“Goodbye, Bria,” I hang up on her and her boisterous laughter.

That stupid mantra has my mind circling back to Jasmine.

I consider her father a part of my family. Growing up, I had a special bond with him and we clicked instantly, understanding one another.

We had the ideal coach and player relationship.

Ned not only helped shape me into the amazing player I became, but the person I am today. And for that, I’ll always respect and be grateful to him.

My gut churns with guilt because I just asked the man’s daughter to move in with me.

I know how protective he is of her from the way he talks about her and I know he’d be livid if he found out.

The only thing keeping me from backing out of our deal is that I have this foreign incessant need to help her. She reminds me of myself and I understand where she’s at with being at a crossroad.

Besides, I also need her help. There’s no one else I’d trust to live with me.

I briefly wonder if Jasmine has a boyfriend. She is pretty adamant about nothing happening between us, so maybe she does. But then again, if she did, I doubt he’d be okay with her moving in with me.

I know I sure as fuck wouldn’t.

If she were mine, it’d be known to everyone.

Chapter 3

Jasmine

I place my newest novel in the box I’ve labeled “girl stuff,” just in case anyone tries to take a look at it. Because these novels aren’t scholarly at all. They’re full of smut. Learning about sex is still learning. I consider them educational literature.

Which is important when you’ve yet to have any experience in the matter.

I may not have had my first kiss or any kind of sexual experience with someone, but I’m very well acquainted with my fingers and my various toys.

It’s empowering, knowing what I like and giving myself that release.

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