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It is risky calling Jasmine while I’m here, but I feel like I’ll die if I don’t hear her voice. It’s been two weeks. Two gruesome weeks. Two weeks in which I realize that for the first time in my life, I am utterly and irrevocably in love with a woman.
“Here.” Damien suddenly appears in front of me, holding the phone out. “Jasmine.”
I put the phone to my ears, and when I hear her curious, “Hello?” relief floods through me, and I shut my eyes as balance returns to my life.
“Hello? Is anyone there?”
“Jasmine. It is me.”
There’s a short pause in which her breaths become labored. “Alec?” She spits the name out like its poison, and I can already tell that she’s beyond pissed with me.
“What do you want?”
“Jasmine, I am so sorry,” I say in a rush. “Please, I—”
“There’s no need to apologize to me,” she says. “Thank you for showing your hand early so I don't fall deeper into your trap.”
“You don’t understand. There’s a reason I’ve been unable to call you—”
“Yet we’re speaking after two weeks,” she says. “If you’re calling now, you could have called earlier.”
“Jasmine, I—”
There’s a shuffle on Jasmine’s end of the line, and I hear what I recognize as Ana’s voice. “Dang, Jas, you look freaking hot in this dress.”
“Dress?” I query. Why is Jasmine wearing a hot dress? Is she going out?
As if on cue, Ana continues. “You’ll be the center of attraction at the club tonight. And remember, the best way to get over a man is to get under another. You should—”
“Hold on, Ana, I’m on a call,” Jasmine chuckles before returning her attention to me.
“Jasmine, you’re going to a club.” My stomach heaves with anxiety, terror, and jealousy. Jasmine in a hot dress heading to the club is a scary idea, and the thought makes me want to burn the world down. Then what Ana said about getting under another man, I’ll be damned if that happens.
“Jas, hey, don’t listen to her. You cannot get under another man. You should—”
“You have no right to tell me what to do, Alec.” Jasmine’s voice is harder than I’ve ever heard. “And I don’t want to speak to you ever again. Do not call me ever again. Please, I beg you. Continue to stay out of my life.” The phone clicks in my ear as Jasmine hangs up.
“Damien.” I hand the phone back to him. “Redial. Call her again.”
He does, but the call doesn’t connect. “She has switched off her phone.”
“Fuck!” This time, I ram my fist into the wall, and the pain brings clarity to my head. I turn to Damien calmly. “Prepare the private jet; I’m returning to New York.”
Damien’s face whitens as the blood drains from his face. “Your mother will not like this. You’re supposed to be in France for a few more weeks.”
“I’m not telling anyone. I’m just leaving.”
“What?” I’ve done a lot of daring things in my life, but I’ve never seen Damien look as shocked as he does right now.
“You know I hate to repeat myself,” I tell him. “And I don’t want to hear any more argument on this. I’m going to New York, so call the captain and prepare the jet. We’re leaving within the hour.”
Chapter nine
Jasmine
“But he was handsome,” Ana cries. “I don’t know why you refused to dance with him. He was very polite, too. Was he not?”
“He was,” I chuckle. “But I really wasn’t in the mood to dance with anyone. Honestly.”
