Cormac was slim and athletic. With one hand in his pocket and the other hand undoing his collar, he said, “Attend the charity on my behalf.” No one would say anything so long as the money had been donated.
Abbott nodded and stopped as they reached the entrance of the office. Cormac opened the door to his office and saw Boyce and Armand waiting for him in the office. Boyce had always been dependable and steady while Armand had an inquisitive character. He leaned over the table, picked up, and looked at the invitation card. On the card was Theresa who wore a bright red cheongsam which was exquisitely embroidered. Her jet-black wavy hair was beautifully set. Her sexy figure was accentuated by the body-hugging cheongsam with a high slit which revealed just enough of her long fair legs to tease. She looked coy with a slight smile which was picture perfect.
On the left side of the card was embossed with gold wordings: An Unforgettable Encounter Begins With A Perfect Dress, Who Could Ever Resist?
The message was simple and yet alluring. The design of the invitation card perfectly complemented the theme of the event.
Armand glared at Cormac and pondered why was this invitation card on Cormac’s table.
“Who is this? Why is this on your table?” He questioned if Cormac had strayed.
Cormac ignored and glared coldly back at him.
Armand pursed his lips and then looked back at the invitation card in detail and then remarked, “She is truly beautiful and alluring, but…”
“Oh Armand, have you no shame? Why are you so horny each time you see a woman?” Boyce said. He was dragged over by Armand after his meeting. Boyce looked dashing in his well fitting uniform. Boyce looked rock steady and authoritative as he sat on the sofa in his impressive uniform. His solemn expression made him exude an air of reverence.
Armand looked up slowly towards Boyce and replied, “Who’s the one without shame? I’m just commenting and you are the one who thought in that way. I’m just stating the facts but this woman lacks the warmth. She is unlike my Theresa who is friendly and passionate.”
He placed the invitation card back on the table, walked over to the sofa, and then placed his hand firmly onto Boyce’s shoulder, “I don’t hide my feelings unlike you. You obviously have a raging heart but pretend to be reserved.”
Buzz…
Boyce’s cell phone started to vibrate at this moment. He looked up at Armand and wanted to retort but took out his phone which had an unknown caller.
Armand took a peek, sat on the armchair, and said, “Could it be a spam caller?”
Boyce glared at him and said, “Mind your own business.”
Armand pursed his lips and thought to himself about Boyce snapping him back at him and remarked, “Brut.”
Boyce ignored him and answered the call. The caller was a lady and asked with a very tender voice, “Is that Inspector Boyce Shawn?”
Boyce frowned slightly as the voice seemed familiar but at that moment he could not recognize it. The caller sensed that Boyce did not recognize her voice and said with disappointment, “I’m Jasmine.” Boyce suddenly realized and said, “Oh, what’s the matter?”
“Are you free? Can you come this afternoon to see me?” She asked tenderly.
Boyce looked at the clock and replied, “Okay.”
“I’ll wait for you at the school’s entrance.” She said.
“Okay.”
Jasmine frowned as she felt that Boyce was very distant as his replies were singular.
“Then I’ll see you later.” Jasmine said.
“Okay.”
Jasmine grinned as she looked at her cellphone after the call ended. She had a cellphone. She did not give her number to Boyce when he asked for it previously because she still did not trust him. She did not fear hardships and could survive even when she did not have any family. Her cellphone was very cheap and basic but it was sufficient for her needs. Her academic results were good and this semester she was awarded some scholastic monetary grants. The monetary grants together with her salary as a part-time worker were enough for her expenses. She was certain that her living conditions would improve considerably after she graduates and worked for a couple of years.
Boyce drove his black SUV and stopped in front of the HQ University and saw Jasmine standing at the entrance of the University. She wore a white top with slim straight-cut jeans. The jeans enhanced her long legs and she wore a pair of white sneakers and had a black knapsack. She wore her hair in a ponytail and looked young and energetic. She ran over to Boyce as soon as she spotted him and said, “My apologies, I can’t invite you into the University as all my friends know that I do not have any relatives. It would invite rumors if I’m seen with you.”
“Get in,” Boyce said as he unlocked the doors.
Jasmine sat in the car and directed, “Please drive straight ahead and then turn right.”
Boyce did not ask her where she was taking him but said, “What’s the matter?”
Jasmine looked at him and smiled, “Do I need a reason to see you?”
“No.” Boyce smiled awkwardly and continued, “I tend to get straight to the point. Please don’t take offense.”
“I know, no offense taken.” She replied but she pondered about what his friend said about Boyce that he did not express himself publicly.
Soon, they arrived at where Jasmine wanted to go and she waved, “Just stop here.”
As soon as Boyce parked at the side of the road, she exited the car and then said, “Come with me.”
She walked towards a shop named ‘Return for More Noodles’. Boyce looked around and this place was near to the University and had a lot of eateries. He exited the car and entered the noodles shop and saw Jasmine placing her order. He frowned as he was not sure what was happening. Did Jasmine call him over just to eat some noodles?”
“That’ll do.” Jasmine told the owner. She walked towards some empty seats and then waved at Boyce, “Let’s sit here.” Boyce walked over and sat as she directed.
“Do you mind eating here?” The shop was small but relatively clean, apart from the layer of oil on the glass partition which clearly was dated.
“Though this is a simple joint, the noodles are very tasty.” Jasmine smiled and continued, “You helped me a couple of times and now I should give you a treat in return.” “Think nothing of it,” Boyce said nonchalantly.
Jasmine secretly rolled her eyes as she thought to herself what a bore this guy was. He was emotionless from the moment she got into his car.
The owner served the dishes which included a bowl of thin noodles and a plate with six different garnishes and vegetables and a bowl of gravy.
Jasmine pointed to the garnishes and vegetables and said, “These are the garnishes and you may add them as you desire. However, you must pour in the gravy onto your noodles.”
Boyce nodded and emptied the plate of garnishes and vegetables into his bowl. He added the gravy and then started to mix them with the chopsticks. Jasmine smiled and asked Boyce, “Hey, what type of woman do you like?”
Boyce was startled and looked puzzled at Jasmine.
“Oh, please don’t take it the wrong way. The last time your friend said to me during breakfast that you had never been in a relationship and never had a girlfriend. He even asked me if I could introduce a girlfriend to you. For that to happen, I need to know what type of girl you are interested in.” Jasmine said as she ate the noodles.
Boyce took a deep breath and wanted so much to give Armand a good beating. How could Armand tell her something so personal? He felt so embarrassed and awkward in front of Jasmine. “He was talking nonsense. Don’t mind him.” Boyce said angrily.
“Oh.” Jasmine swallowed her noodles and continued, “So you are in a relationship now and currently have a girlfriend?”
Boyce was speechless.
He sighed softly and replied, “What I meant was you don’t need to recommend anyone to me. I don’t like someone too young.” She was a university student and any of her friends would be of her age. What was that Armand thinking about? He really questioned if he was sane.
“So have you ever been in a relationship?” Jasmine asked.
Boyce glared at her and retorted, “Mind your own business.”
Jasmine pursed her lips and replied, “So I don’t need to introduce a friend to you, do I?”
Initially, Boyce took a whiff of the noodles and was eager to taste them but now he had lost his appetite with all her questions.
He placed down the chopsticks and then said sternly to Jasmine, “That friend of mine likes to talk nonsense. So don’t take his words seriously.”
“Okay. Then I’ll listen to you from now on?” She smiled and looked at Boyce. Her smile was so beautiful and innocent which easily tugged Boyce’s heartstring.
Boyce was stunned momentarily before coming to his senses and took a bite of the noodles and said, “Yes, listen to me from now on.”
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.