Jasmine Hunt is vacationing with her parents in South Pointe, Miami, for one last weekend together before she goes away to college. Zain Perez is a college senior on a full-ride baseball scholarship to USC, home for the summer. What neither of them know is that their lives are about to change forever. Jasmine is from an affluent family in Maine who wants her to date young men from society. Zain is from a Cuban family who wants him to meet a nice Cuban girl and settle down. They both made promises to their families that they intend to keep but can’t deny their attraction. Jasmine promised her mother that she would wait to sleep with a man until she was married. But Zain comes up with a solution: Get married Friday and divorced Monday, while having the time of their lives for just one incredible weekend before going back to college. Sounds like a plan. But what was supposed to be a casual liaison ends up being their heart’s desire. Join Jasmine and Zain as they learn what it is to sacrifice for the good of family. But will their love be the ultimate sacrifice? Just One Weekend is a novel of a first love so epic that neither of them can forget… or deny.
View MoreJasmine Zain swept Jasmine into his arms, and she nestled against his chest as he carried her to the bed, laying her down gently, lying over her, careful not to crush her. Zain pulled her close, his hands slowly moving over her trembling body as heat exploded under his touch. His hands were strong and gentle, exploring every inch of her as he kissed and massaged her breasts, licking and sucking, and then slid down her body to her stomach. He circled her navel with his tongue and then moved lower, wrapping his arms around her legs, guiding them over his shoulder. “Zain, I want you—” “Just relax,” he breathed, dangerously close to her heat but with a tenderness that made her ache deep within. She ran her fingers through his hair as he clenched the side of her panties with his teeth, pulled them down her legs, and then discarded them onto the floor. “You are one gorgeous woman,” he breathed as he looked into her eyes, reaching up to rub and massage her breasts. Jasmine nearly rose o
Jasmine “I’ll be right back.” Zain rose from his seat and headed straight for the counter. She took another gulp of her Margarita, letting the sweet liquid work its magic, relaxing her. Jasmine smiled as she watched Zain at the counter, guessing she opened her mouth too soon. Zain sat in front of her a moment later with a take-out container and set it to the side. “For when you’re ready to go.” She nodded, smiling as her nervousness threatened to return. “Let’s finish our drinks first, then we won’t have to leave our room the whole weekend.” He chuckled as he took another sip of his beer. “Are you sure you don’t want to see some sights while we’re here?” “The only thing they want to see is you naked on our bed.” Jasmine didn’t know where this sudden burst of courage had come from, but she liked it. It must have been the Margarita. Zain laughed, rolling his eyes. “You know how to make a man squirm. Don’t you?” “Let’s finish our drinks and get out of here.” I didn’t have to tell
Zain “Thank you, Rev. Woodward.” I smiled as I shook his hand vigorously, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would burst. He chuckled. “It’s my pleasure. Now....” He placed his hands on our shoulders, looking between us. “Go and have a wonderful life.” Gladys dabbed at her eyes as she approached. “I’ve never seen a more beautiful couple.” She pulled Jasmine in for a hug. “Congratulations, dear.” “Thank you.” Jasmine dabbed at her eyes, too. Then Gladys pulled me in for a hug. “Take care of that girl,” she whispered, her voice serious as she released me. I nodded as my heart plummeted. After this, there was no way I was going to be able to let Jasmine go come Monday. “I will.” After saying our last goodbyes, I placed my hand on the small of Jasmine’s back, and we headed into the hallway. “So, where would you like to go? The Steakhouse again, the Pizzeria, or the Blue Iguana.” “The Blue Iguana?” Jasmine looked at me as if I had lost my mind. I shrugged as I hit the button
Jasmine“So, you must be Zain Perez and you must be Jasmine Hunt!” A cheerful man greeted them as they walked in. “Yes, we have an appointment to be married at twelve o’clock.” Zain handed him his driver’s license as well as the marriage certificate. Jasmine handed him her driver’s license, too. She was afraid that the kind, older man might say something about her having just turned eighteen, but he smiled as he handed back their IDs. “Well, it looks like everything is in order!” He smiled as he clasped his hands. “This is how it’ll work.” He pointed toward a glass case where a woman stood, smiling. “Ms. Hunt, you’ll choose the bouquet you’d like, and Mr. Perez, you’ll choose the handkerchief to go in your front breast pocket. Then you’ll both come and stand at the altar.” He clasped his hands, suddenly serious. “Are either of you religious?”Zain glanced over at me and then nodded as he turned back to the man. “Both of us are.”“Good,” the kind man replied. “My name is Reverend Woo
Jasmine Jasmine nodded and took off her robe as he watched, his eyes combing her body. Although she was happy that tomorrow would be their wedding day, she was sad that it wasn’t real. But it always would be for her... no matter what happened between them in the time to come. Try as she might, she couldn’t sleep, so she rolled over to face Zain. “Are you awake?” His head nodded slightly in the moonlight. “Yes, of course.” “Promise me our life together will be amazing.” She took in the sight of him lying in his bed with his arm tucked behind his head, shirtless as the moonlight illuminated his body. “I promise.” There was a pause in the dimly lit room. “Look. We’re committing to each other tomorrow, no matter what happens on Monday. And I promise you, that commitment will stay with me... always.” Jasmine smiled, starry-eyed as she dreamed of what tomorrow—and their lives—held. “Always.” Zain let out a contented sigh as he turned to face her, his eyes illuminated in the moonligh
JasmineJasmine laughed, shaking her head, knowing he was only teasing. “Yeah, right!” She laughed. “I just hope I don’t have a hangover tomorrow for our wedding!”He laughed. “You won’t.”The seafood was exquisite with rich, flavorful sauces and was perfectly cooked and seasoned. Every bite was delicious.“Wow! This is really good.” Jasmine took another bite and moaned, savoring the flavor.“Keep moaning like that, and I just may have to get another room.” He winked and slurped an oyster off the half-shell, looking sexier than a man had a right to.“Sweetheart,” she leaned in close, feeling a bit more brazen with the alcohol. “You won’t need another room.”He started choking and quickly took a sip of his champagne. “It’s a good thing I’m a gentleman.”When the steaks arrived, they were thick and juicy, cooked just to the right consistency.Soon, Jasmine sat back, feeling the effects of the champagne and food, fully sated. “Wow! That was really good.”“Yes, it was.” Zain took another
Jasmine “Are you nervous?” Zain asked Jasmine as they left their hotel room, heading for the elevator. Jasmine nodded, smiling sheepishly. “A little, but I’ll be more nervous tomorrow.” Zain laughed. “I will be, too.” She arched an eyebrow. “You’re nervous?” A sexy smile lit his lips. “It’s not every day you get married.” He pushed the button when they entered the elevator. “So, where would you like to eat? There’s a Mexican restaurant, a steakhouse, a pizzeria, and an all-you-can-eat buffet.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “Let’s do the Mexican restaurant, the steakhouse, or pizza.” She laughed as the elevator opened on a quiet floor high above the casino. “Somehow, going to an all-you-can-eat buffet the night before we get married doesn’t sound very romantic.” “Let’s go to the steakhouse then.” Zain took her hand and smiled. “We can always save the buffet for tomorrow.” She laughed, feeling more relaxed now than she had earlier. Something about Zain always sent a feeling of p
Zain When Jasmine walked out of the bathroom, she looked even more gorgeous than she’d ever looked before. I knew I’d better get out of the room, or we’d never even make it to the altar the next day. I looked at my cell phone, and it was just five o’clock. The Marriage License Bureau was open until midnight. “This is going to sound crazy, but let’s get our marriage license now.” I smiled as my eyes met hers, hoping she agreed. Jasmine’s head snapped up, her eyes wide. “You mean, get married now?” I let out a long, slow breath, shaking my head. “No. But if we get our license now and make an appointment at the chapel tonight, then we’ll be all set to get married tomorrow.” She stared at me for a long moment. “But if you’d rather wait and do everything tomorrow, it’s okay—” “No, Zain,” she cut me off, taking a step closer. “Let’s do it.” A broad smile spread across my lips as I took her hand. “Good. The bureau is open until midnight, so we’ll have plenty of time.” I took her han
Jasmine As the cab headed down the Las Vegas strip, butterflies danced in Jasmine’s stomach in anticipation. “Do you think we should just get one or two rooms tonight?” She felt like an idiot for asking, but this was all so new to her. “It’s up to you,” he replied, his eyes filled with concern. “But we’re not going to do anything until after we’re married tomorrow.” She nodded, not sure if she would be able to wait that long for him. She had never wanted anything or anyone so badly in her life as she wanted him in this moment. But then again, she had waited this long, so she could wait a few more hours. “One room will be fine, then.” He pulled her to his side and kissed the side of her head. “I promise, you’ll be safe with me.” But a part of her didn’t want to be safe. Not with Zain. She had started taking birth control pills and was ready, but she had made her mother a promise, and she intended to keep it. When the cab came to a stop, Zain paid the driver, and they carried their
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