Jasmine replied solemnly, “A little.”
Boyce bit his lips as a sense of discomfort crept up to him. Was he that unreliable?
Jasmine secretly observed the slight changes in his expression with the help of moonlight and she found that he actually believed her words.
She let out another sigh, “You are not fun at all. I think I am regretting falling for you.” After saying that, she let go of his hand and turned to return to the house.
Boyce chased after her and grabbed her wrist and pulled her whole body into his embrace. “How can you regret your own decision? You can’t be someone who eats her own words.”
Jasmine was hugged too tightly by him to the point that she was beginning to catch he breath. Her legs were dangled in mid-air, and with her face facing his, she deliberately put her lips near his chin, “I am indeed regretting things now. What are you going to do about it?”0000
Boyce’s depthless eyes resembled those of a deep well, and he was frozen as he looked into the eyes of this girl. Her face was pale, and her eyes were crystal clear, which showcased a kind of maturity beyond her actual age. A sense of steely strength was hidden beneath her eyes, which incited feelings of protectiveness inside him. How could he put her in a position that would make her life difficult? Slowly, he reduced his gripping strength, and Jasmine’s scrawny arms wrapped themselves around his neck. Her lips met his, and she landed a deep kiss on his lips.
Boyce was caught off guard by this sudden kiss and he forgot to react or didn’t even know how to respond for a moment.
Jasmine didn’t mind one bit about his passiveness as she pressed her lips harder. She liked the clumsiness in him, and she also liked how innocent he was.
Perhaps because of Jasmine’s passionate kiss, someone as passive as Boyce began to respond in subtle ways. He took her fragile body into his arms and tried to reciprocate her kiss albeit a little awkwardly. After some time, Jasmine was he first to let go of him, and her lips had turned into a cherry which was dipped in dew. The moisture was glistening off her reddish lips, and as she blinked, she said with a hoarse voice, “How will I regret everything? I really love you. You are just too dense and foolish since you believe whatever I had said. I was just messing with you. I will never, ever regret this.”
Boyce watched her sincere yet passionate face, and he felt like something was fluttering in his heart akin a feather fluttering, which made him a little numb and tremble. His heart seemed to take on a life of its own as it got out of his control. His heartbeat was irregular and without rhythm.
He wanted to reveal his feelings, but he was no good at expression such intimate words. All he could do was to gaze at her quietly.
His brows jolted as he said in a low voice, “Jasmine, I won’t betray your trust. Thank you for believing in me.”
Jasmine initially imagined that he would now belt out a “passionate confession”, and even if he didn’t do that, he should at least express his love for her. However… he was thanking her for her trust with such a serious face?
She sniffed loudly and complained, “I am almost ready to cry, but somehow you make me want to laugh.”
Boyce’s face continued to be dense, “Did I say anything wrong?”
He was thinking in his heart, ‘What did I just say wrongly?’
Jasmine shook her head, “There’s nothing wrong with what you had just said. Your words are perfect, and I am so touched by them.”
Boyce furrowed his brows, “You are going to laugh instead of crying because of touching moments. Do you really think I am that stupid?”
“Not at all, I never think of you in that way. I just think that you are not smart enough.” After saying that, Jasmine sped off into the house and jumped onto her bed. She wrapped herself tightly with her blanket. Boyce watched that pile of fabric on the bed and her lips slowly curled up, revealing a faint smile. He went in without any urgency and sat down on the edge of the bed before reaching out to peel off her blanket. Jasmine’s head popped out of the blanket, and her big eyes were blinking at him.
Boyce stroked her face as he thought that her face still looked a little childish but at the same time, it also looked like a flower waiting to bloom. She was attractive and charming.
His heart continued to pound as he pecked at her forehead without warning. He didn’t leave just yet as he closed his eyes and took in her scent. There was a faint shampoo fragrance in the air, which made him even more unwilling to leave.
He called her name, “Jasmine.”
“Yes.” Jasmine answered.
Boyce stood up straight as he said, “Sleep now.”
Jasmine shifted her body to one side and left a gaping space next to her in bed, “We will sleep side by side.”
Boyce lied down and faced her.
The faint glow of moonlight poured into the room, illuminating the whole place in a warm light. Jasmine asked him, “Do you feel hot?” Boyce nodded, “Indeed.”
He didn’t mean the actual temperature of the room. His blood was boiling, and it was the lustful longing a man harbored for a woman.
Jasmine got up and switched on a small fan by the table. She then returned to bed and asked again, “Do you still feel hot?”
Boyce shook his head, “Not anymore.”
Jasmine used her hand as a pillow as she continued, “Accompany me for a few more days before going back.”
Boyce answered without hesitation, “Alright.”
“You answer too fast. Don’t you need to think about it?” Jasmine blinked in surprised.
Boyce answered, “There’s no need for that.”
Jasmine smiled too as she took his arm and placed it under her head. She was using his arm as a pillow, “Hug me to sleep.”
Boyce was rock solid as he dared not to come closer to her. He was a little dense when it came to his feelings, but he was still an honest man who couldn’t control his bodily impulses when he was in such close proximity to a girl.
Jasmine knew what he was on guard about, and she felt that he was especially attractive with that demeanour, “Are you afraid that I would pester you to no end?”
Boyce couldn’t come back to his sense since he was telling himself secretly, ‘She is still young, she is still young.’ He only replied after a pause, “What?”
“Nothing. Just sleep.” Jasmine stopped burrowing herself into his embrace. Although his arm was still used as her pillow, there was a small gap in between them. She didn’t mind Boyce touching her before marriage, but there was still an anxiety in her heart. In fact, she was not ready too.
The night passed by very peacefully. The two of them closed their eyes, but it took a while before they finally drifted into sleep.
Jasmine woke up in the morning, and Boyce stayed true to his words of accompanying her for a few more days. She was going to inform her headmaster after breakfast about her absence today as she wanted to accompany Boyce on a shopping trip to buy some clothes.
They forgot about the chilled watermelon yesterday, so she took it out and put it on the table.
She prepared rice to cook porridge too.
The leftover eggs that were given to her by Chris could be used. Every food in their house was gifted to them by the students.
Those foods were natural, organic ingredients, and those eggs were provided by domestic hen. They were natural and devoid of artificial components.
She thought that since Boyce was hurt, she wanted to fry two eggs for him.
Then, she planned to head out to buy some supplements for him.
She got used to living alone for some time, so she was very adept at doing house chores. The dishes that she prepared were not half-bad.
When she went outside to pour some water, there was someone coming to her.
She froze on the spot upon seeing this person.
With a live chicken in his hand, the principal chuckled and said, “Isn’t your friend hurt? I thought for a while, figuring that there are not a lot of good things here. So, I caught a chicken for your friend, maybe it’ll help him get better.”
Jasmine had already gotten used to the kindness and enthusiasm of the villagers. However, she was still surprised when she saw someone gifting a live chicken early in the morning to her. She asked, “Thank you, but didn’t you keep this chicken to be sent to your son?”
The principal’s son lived in a different city and married a girl from said city. His wife got pregnant and was due to give birth soon. Thus, the principal wanted to send a chicken to his son’s wife as a nutrient supplement after she gave birth.
“No worries, I have more chickens, so it doesn’t matter that I’m giving one to you. Kill it and make chicken soup, it’ll be good for your friend.” The principal handed the chicken over to her. Jasmine could not bring herself to kill something that was still alive and jumping around the place.
“Thank you for your kindness, but I mustn’t accept your gift. My friend is very thick-skinned, he’ll live without the chicken soup, so please, keep your chicken.” Jasmine thought to herself, if Boyce really wanted some chicken soup, she would go and buy chickens that were already dead and make the soup, she could not stomach killing one with her own hands.
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.