(Jessamine’s POV)“You cried,” Aiden murmured regretfully when he saw my puffy eyes.“No, I didn’t,” I denied, closing the bathroom door. I walked to the dresser to get my purse, hoping to dab some face powder to hide my awful face. He sighed. “Coming here is a mistake -”“Stop it, Aiden.” I cut him, stopping and never reaching the dresser. I faced him to meet his eyes and ensure he was not making fun of me. “You did the right thing coming here because I finally realized this is much better than your snail mail idea. We’re not completely honest with each other.” He nodded. “I haven’t told you about Charlie yet.”Charlie?My eyebrows knitted, asking myself instead of him who the heck Charlie was. “How old is this Charlie?”“Two months.” When shock registered on my face, he walked toward me and grabbed my hand. “I… I can’t just leave Charlie alone. His mother died giving birth to -”“You have a son?” I blinked, brushing his hand off. I breathed out slowly, dawning with another realiz

(Jessamine’s POV)My bedroom needs renovation.First, it was only Aiden, and now we had to share it with Charlie. My best friend placed the box and the puppy’s bag beside his luggage like they were ready to run together in case our friendship got murky again. Deborah tugged my best friend to join lunch, and in my case, after everything that happened earlier, I got emotionally tired that I only wanted to curl up in bed. Sleep was my therapy because it allowed me to detach my exhausted self from reality. Unless, of course, a nightmare joined me in my dream, like what happened last night.After our short talk, Aiden and I were okay again, but something inside me terrified me. Every time I remembered Bethany kissing him, jealousy was eating my heart. I imagined myself pulling her hair and dragging her out of the porch just for her to stay away from Aiden. But that would be weird.As I cast my mind back to the searing kiss we shared, my body could not stop feeling wild… and hopeful. It te

(Jessamine’s POV)“Aiden…” I bit my bottom lip, seeing an Adonis stepping out of the bathroom.He halted and met my eyes. “Did you have another nightmare?” He asked worriedly.When I nodded, Aiden advanced to the bed and sat, facing me, instead of walking toward the closet to get his clothes. He didn’t mind that he was not wearing anything except for his boxer brief.I began to cry and threw my arms at him, sliding my arms around his neck. Then I lost myself in him. As our bodies were pressed together, little currents of pleasure rocketed everywhere, and I could not help moaning as he began to play with my fingers and grazed my arm, stopping on my shoulders.I didn’t know what got me. I found myself crawling into his lap and molding my lips to his mouth, kissing him with need and passion. Shivers of excitement coursed through me as his tongue met mine, touching and dancing, almost making me crazy. I felt Aiden smile when I moaned in his mouth, ignoring me when I groaned as his lips le

(Aiden’s POV)Charlie ran to the bathroom door when I unfastened the leash from his collar. He must have sensed Jessamine inside. He wagged his tail and then sat, waiting patiently for her to open the door. She would be pleased to hear that Charlie’s first-morning walk seemed delightful because he had already made friends with some of the tenants’ children playing in the garden.The marketing plan and the research she mentioned earlier were in her bed. I sat on the edge of the bed, scanning the contents and flipping the pages. I glanced over my shoulder, wanting to knock on the door to tell Jessamine her marketing plan was well-written and well-researched.I stood up and walked toward the coffee table, bringing the documents with me and taking my cell phone vibrating in my pocket. I placed the wireless Bluetooth earphone and answered the call immediately while my eyes were still on the paper.“Sasha,” I muttered.“Good evening… Er… good morning?” she greeted in her usual chirpy voice,

(Aiden’s POV)“What’s wrong with my clothes?” Jessamine asked with a shrug.She sat on the single sofa, bringing her white sneakers. Charlie approached her shoes, sniffing them at first, then he lay down and began chewing the shoelace.“Hey!” She chuckled, ignoring me, and took Charlie’s chew toy from the center table, giving it to him. “Play with your toy, not my shoelace, okay? I can’t be late.”If it were only me, I wouldn’t mind, but any man would take advantage of her as she was wearing a halter-neck, sleeveless white crop top, and black mini skirt. Jessamine let her dark amber hair fall freely on her back and put on light makeup and lipstick, but her clothes bothered me the most. Her skin on her waist waved hello to me as she leaned forward to tie her shoelace.“Here’s my key,” Deborah walked toward her, giving her the key and a paper bag with cupcakes inside. “And Aiden, stop looking at your best friend like that. This is a free country. She can wear whatever she wants.” She ro