I want you- just you

★★★★

Jasmine glanced anxiously from side to side, then down at her hands, firmly clasped by the sleeping children. She cast a pleading look at Damon and murmured, “I can’t,” her eyes silently imploring him to understand her predicament.

Damon’s expression remained steady as he crossed his arms over his chest. “I can carry you if you need,” he offered, his tone unwavering. Jasmine stared at him, her eyes wide with disbelief, but his demeanour left no room for doubt—he was resolute and genuine in his offer.

Jasmine exhaled in resignation, gently withdrawing her hands from the children's grasp. The last thing she wanted was to disturb their peaceful slumber, especially with Damon’s presence hinting at something more than a mere interruption. His opportunistic nature was all too familiar.

With careful movements, she slipped out of bed and draped the sheets over them; their serene faces, bathed in the soft glow of the night light in the room, resembled delicate orchids in bloom, providing