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we could stay here
tonight.”
    Jasmine opened
and closed her eyes. “Are you kidding? Of course you guys can stay. Invite him
inside.”
    “So you’re
cool with it. You’re not going to tell the cops or anything that we’re here.”
    “Why would I
do that?”
    “I don’t
know. It’s hard to know who you can trust with this stuff.”
    “Well, I’m
trustworthy.”
    “Great.” They
got up from their seats. “So there’s no one else here right?”
    “No. Not at
the moment.”
    “No one else
dropping by?”
    “Don’t worry,
you’ll be safe here,” Jasmine chuckled.
    Stacey
pinched her lips together. She stepped outside the house and waved to Zane in
the car.
    “That him?”
Jasmine asked, standing next to her.
    “Yeah.”
    “Ooh. He’s
hot.”
    “Uh-huh.”
    “Wow, he
really is hot. You’re doing well aren’t you?”
    “Please don’t
upset him,” Stacey said quietly. “He’s very sensitive.”
    “Really?”
    Zane
approached them slowly. He stared Jasmine up and down, and then began to extend
his hand.
    Jasmine
grabbed it and shook it hard. “Hello, hello.”
    “Hello,” Zane
returned.
    “Forget your
shirt?”
    Zane shot
Stacey a glance.
    “Your
girlfriend told me all about you. You’re like a dragon , right?”
    “Right.”
    “Well, don’t
be shy. Come on in.”
    The three of
them entered the house. They proceeded into the kitchen.
    “Look, before
we do another thing,” Jasmine went on, “I must feel your chest.”
    “Excuse me?”
Zane muttered.
    “You are so
ripped. I’ve never seen a chest like this in real life. It’s fucking awesome.
Just let me feel it.”
    Jasmine’s
eyes moved from Zane to Stacey. “You don’t mind, do you?”
    Stacey shook
her head.
    Jasmine put
her fingers to Zane’s chest and wiped her hands all over. “Just beautiful,” she
said, almost drooling.
    “Would you
like me to feel your chest now?” Zane asked.
    Jasmine removed
her hands. “Now, that’s not very gentleman-like of you.”
    “Because you
wouldn’t like it?”
    Jasmine
licked her lips. “I don’t know.”
    “Can I speak
to you a moment, Jasmine?” Stacey spoke up.
    “Sure, what
is it?”
    “In private.”
Stacey grabbed her hand and dragged her into the lounge.
    Once there,
Jasmine’s hands went to her waist. “Did I do something wrong?”
    “Can you not
flirt with him? Please?”
    “I was not
flirting! He was the one who said he wanted to feel my chest –”
    “Jesus
Jasmine!” Stacey hissed. “Just let him alone. I told you he’s sensitive. You’ll
set him off.”
    “Alright,
alright, don’t wet your pants. I’ll behave.”
    “Thank you.”
    They returned
to the kitchen. Zane was seated.
    “Sorry if I
offended you,” Jasmine said. “As you can tell, I’m a little bit of a loud
person.”
    “No offense
taken,” Zane replied.
    “Great! Now
can I get everyone something to drink? Or something to eat as well?”
    “Do you have
any fruit?” Zane asked.

 
    CHAPTER
FIFTEEN
     
     
    Thankfully for everyone, Jasmine had
enough apples and bananas to keep Zane busy, and she calmed down on the
touchy-feely-shoutyness. She and Stacey ordered a couple of pizzas and whilst
they waited for them to arrive they put on some music and had a vodka or two.
Stacey knew Jasmine didn’t deliberately want to upset her relationship with
Zane. It was just her nature to want to steal the limelight from whoever else
was in the room.
    Zane was very
quiet. No doubt, Jasmine’s overbearing presence didn’t sit well with him.
Nevertheless he did not voice any complaints he might have had. He wasn’t
unkind in the least. Stacey appreciated that. It was good to see both of her
friends getting along. The new, and the old.
    But things
were about to get out of hand.
    Fast.
    Soon after
the pizzas were delivered and they were halfway through their meal, there was a
knock at the front door. Stacey shot Jasmine a glare to which she shrugged,
“I’m not expecting anyone.”
    She got up
and