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Authors: Iris Deorre
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would do and whether she would cope. It seemed that the minute Zack appeared it was always easier to cope; he always managed to put her at ease.
Jasmine stepped out of the shower and towelled herself dry. She brushed her teeth until she was spitting blood then headed for her bedroom. She pulled out a pair of clean pyjamas and finally got into bed and after a while fell asleep. Her life had changed, even though they were baby steps, it was a significant change for Jasmine.
Chapter Eight
J asmine had changed several times before she settled on the black dress that stopped just above her knees. It clung to her body like a glove showing off all the beautiful curves. It dropped into a V at the top allowing her to show off a bit of her cleavage. It had been a hard decision but she’d managed to stick with that one. She chose kitten heeled black shoes and her black and silver handbag. The outfit had been topped off with silver earrings and a silver necklace.
Her mobile buzzed and she quickly looked at the message. She’d asked Zack to stay in the car and send her a message to let her know he had arrived. Jasmine had wanted to avoid the awkward routine of her departure from the house that took a while.
She put her mobile into the bag and switched off the bedroom light. Halfway down the stairs she walked back and switched on the light and then off again.
‘It’s off,’ she told herself. ‘Now go.’
She headed downstairs and began to switch off all the appliances except the fridge. She switched the kitchen light off and on several times then did the same in the living room. All that was left was the light in the passage that she would switch off as soon as she stepped out. She shut her eyes and took a deep breath. Terrified but thrilled as well she pulled the latch back and unlocked the door. Before stepping out she switched off the light, took a deep breath and counted to three to try and stop herself from switching it off and on again in front of him. But the more she resisted the worse the urge became and so she switched it back on and then off again a few more times.
Jasmine had begun to sweat; nerves had got the best of her, could she do this? Could she step out with him and act normal? She shut her eyes for a few moments and whispered. ‘You can do this.’ She locked the door and took a step back but couldn’t resist the urge to unlock it and lock it again. Jasmine leaned into the door.
‘It’s locked dam it, walk away!’ She locked it. ‘Just walk away.’ She unlocked it again. She scrunched her eyes and felt irritated and annoyed at herself and locked it again. ‘It’s locked its okay,’ she whispered against the door. ‘Walk away!’ But she found herself doing it again a few more times.
Zack sat in the car patiently and waited, he’d looked over at her a moment but allowed her to do what she needed to do. Ten minutes had already past since he’d sent the text but he was alright, he’d wait for as long as it took her.
Finally Jasmine locked the door and felt the satisfaction she needed and walked towards the car. Zack hopped out and opened the door for her.
‘I’m sorry I took so long,’ she said.
‘Don’t worry about it. There are wipes on the side if you want to wipe down the car seat. I promise I’ve done it already though.’
She giggled feeling embarrassed and yet there wasn’t any judgement from him. She bent over and reached for the wipes and did a quick clean over the leather.
‘I couldn’t resist,’ she said.
He smiled and shut the door after her and she finally settled into the car. He walked back round to the driver’s seat and hopped in. He turned his body so he was looking directly at her.
‘Can I give you a kiss?’ he asked.
Jasmine pursed her lips; she wanted nothing more than to kiss him.
‘Look,’ he said pulling a wipe from a different batch all together. ‘Kills all known germs.’ He ran the wipe over his lips.
In an odd way Jasmine found it arousing
Jasmine stepped out of the shower and towelled herself dry. She brushed her teeth until she was spitting blood then headed for her bedroom. She pulled out a pair of clean pyjamas and finally got into bed and after a while fell asleep. Her life had changed, even though they were baby steps, it was a significant change for Jasmine.
Chapter Eight
J asmine had changed several times before she settled on the black dress that stopped just above her knees. It clung to her body like a glove showing off all the beautiful curves. It dropped into a V at the top allowing her to show off a bit of her cleavage. It had been a hard decision but she’d managed to stick with that one. She chose kitten heeled black shoes and her black and silver handbag. The outfit had been topped off with silver earrings and a silver necklace.
Her mobile buzzed and she quickly looked at the message. She’d asked Zack to stay in the car and send her a message to let her know he had arrived. Jasmine had wanted to avoid the awkward routine of her departure from the house that took a while.
She put her mobile into the bag and switched off the bedroom light. Halfway down the stairs she walked back and switched on the light and then off again.
‘It’s off,’ she told herself. ‘Now go.’
She headed downstairs and began to switch off all the appliances except the fridge. She switched the kitchen light off and on several times then did the same in the living room. All that was left was the light in the passage that she would switch off as soon as she stepped out. She shut her eyes and took a deep breath. Terrified but thrilled as well she pulled the latch back and unlocked the door. Before stepping out she switched off the light, took a deep breath and counted to three to try and stop herself from switching it off and on again in front of him. But the more she resisted the worse the urge became and so she switched it back on and then off again a few more times.
Jasmine had begun to sweat; nerves had got the best of her, could she do this? Could she step out with him and act normal? She shut her eyes for a few moments and whispered. ‘You can do this.’ She locked the door and took a step back but couldn’t resist the urge to unlock it and lock it again. Jasmine leaned into the door.
‘It’s locked dam it, walk away!’ She locked it. ‘Just walk away.’ She unlocked it again. She scrunched her eyes and felt irritated and annoyed at herself and locked it again. ‘It’s locked its okay,’ she whispered against the door. ‘Walk away!’ But she found herself doing it again a few more times.
Zack sat in the car patiently and waited, he’d looked over at her a moment but allowed her to do what she needed to do. Ten minutes had already past since he’d sent the text but he was alright, he’d wait for as long as it took her.
Finally Jasmine locked the door and felt the satisfaction she needed and walked towards the car. Zack hopped out and opened the door for her.
‘I’m sorry I took so long,’ she said.
‘Don’t worry about it. There are wipes on the side if you want to wipe down the car seat. I promise I’ve done it already though.’
She giggled feeling embarrassed and yet there wasn’t any judgement from him. She bent over and reached for the wipes and did a quick clean over the leather.
‘I couldn’t resist,’ she said.
He smiled and shut the door after her and she finally settled into the car. He walked back round to the driver’s seat and hopped in. He turned his body so he was looking directly at her.
‘Can I give you a kiss?’ he asked.
Jasmine pursed her lips; she wanted nothing more than to kiss him.
‘Look,’ he said pulling a wipe from a different batch all together. ‘Kills all known germs.’ He ran the wipe over his lips.
In an odd way Jasmine found it arousing
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