Why did he have to come out and ask this?
Jasmine covered her face and replied, “At the thought of sleeping over here with you, is there anything wrong with me for feeling shy?” Boyce’s expression drastically changed and naturally, at this point, he finally realized that he shouldn’t ask something like that.
He naively thought that she must be feeling unwell.
“Go take your bath first.” Boyce turned to leave after saying that.
Jasmine felt even more embarrassed when she put her messy thoughts into words.
She shut the door of the bathroom and began her bath. She even washed her hair and dried them before standing in front of the mirror to examine herself.
The girl reflected in the mirror was beautiful, young and had a good figure. She curled up her lips and the girl in the mirror smiled reflexively. It was a sweet one.
She sucked in a deep breath as if to convince herself that she was ready and then she opened the bathroom door and emerged from it.
Boyce was watching television on the sofa, and although the show was playing, he wasn’t really paying attention to it. He didn’t even know what was going on in the show.
Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, his eyes immediately darted in that direction.
Jasmine’s hair was sprawling behind her and they were silky smooth. Boyce’s bathroom only reached his knees but hers reached her ankles. Her whole body was tightly covered in it. She walked over while clutching the tie to her robe and asked in a low voice, “What are you watching now?”
Boyce returned his gaze to the screen. It was a foreign movie without any title.
“It’s just some movie.” Boyce took a sip out of the glass of water on the table.
Jasmine came to his side and sat down, “What kind of movie do you like to watch?”
Boyce answered warily, “I don’t really know.”
He rarely watched any movies.
Jasmine mumbled some response before sinking into silence.
It was a long period of silence.
The atmosphere was full of possibility, as the couple seemed to want to talk about something but fail to find a topic. It was an ambiguous atmosphere.
“Are you thirsty? Do you want me to pour you some water?” Boyce suddenly asked.
Jasmine shook her head, “I’m not.”
Then, the two of them focused their gazes on the television, but at the same time, their hearts were in turmoil.
They didn’t know how things start to become like this.
They didn’t know how to put into words certain things here.
The ticking of the clock punctuated the silence in the room.
Time was slowly moving on without them noticing.
Jasmine looked up at the clock and saw that midnight was just minutes away.
She turned to look at Boyce, “What time do you usually sleep?”
Boyce answered, “If there’s nothing that needs my attention, I usually sleep around eleven.”
“It’s twelve now.” Jasmine clutched her fists.
She was thinking, ‘This man… Do I have to make the first move every time?’
Did she have to play the role of a man now?
Boyce was overcome with an intense thirst as he took another sip from the class. Even after finishing the whole thing, he still felt parched on his lips.
He turned to look at Jasmine with a rigid expression, as if he was on the verge of losing control of his body, “Let’s go to sleep.”
Jasmine mumbled some vague response under her breath.
They then entered the room under an ambiguous, inexplicable atmosphere.
The two of them sat by the bed. Boyce’s back was strangely straight, his palms on his laps slowly curled into fists.
Jasmine drooped her eyes and from time to time her eyelashes were seen trembling. Her hand was grabbing at her robe uneasily, and all of a sudden her hand was grabbed by someone. That had felt warm, and there were calluses on the inside, “Sit right here.”
Jasmine stood up and Boyce put his hand around her waist and led her to sit on his lap.
He looked up at her and asked in a hoarse voice, “Ar-Are you ready?”
Jasmine looked down at the floor and a strand of hair dropped across Boyce’s face. His boiling blood seemed to go up a notch as he raised his hand and lightly take the rein of her bathrobe. With a slight pull, the bathrobe came undone.
Jasmine’s body inadvertently tensed up, and she suddenly grabbed his hand only to see him looking at her. They were locking gazes.
With their eyes meeting, Boyce thought that she was afraid, so he ventured, “I guess you are not ready yet…”
Before he could finish his sentence, his lips were interrupted by Jasmine’s kiss.
The two of them finally broke through that imaginary veil separating them. With Jasmine’s initiation, everything began smoothly.
Boyce pushed him to the bed, and Jasmine suddenly felt bare naked from the front. She realized that her bathrobe had come undone.
She instinctively wanted to block her front, but Boyce grabbed her hand to prevent that, and his gaze slowly fell on her.
Her face was burning, and her heart was pounding uncontrollably.
Jasmine’s body developed pretty well, and although she was not the voluptuous type, she still had all the assets a woman should have. Her skin was fair, and her figure was curvy. She bit her lips, “Do I need to buy some medicine?”
Boyce’s eyes were depthless and dark, and his voice was straining greatly, “What do you want that for?”
What’s more, was there any need to buy medicine?
“I’m talking about… birth control pills.” Jasmine still wanted to complete her studies first. She didn’t want to have a baby so early on.
“Eating that is not good for your health, right?” Boyce was a little frustrated. How could he forget this important thing?
He wanted to get up, but Jasmine hooked her arms around his neck and said, “I think it’s fine for me to eat that afterwards.”
She remembered that there was a type of medicine that could ward off pregnancy for as long as 72 hours after their intercourse.
Boyce pulled up her shirt and said, “I’m going to buy… a condom. It’s not good for your health to take that kind of pill.”
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.