JasmineA broad smile spread across his mother’s lips as she reached across the table and squeezed Jasmine’s hand. “That’s all I wanted to hear.” She looked proudly at her son and then back at her. “I know you have my son’s best interests at heart, and that’s what counts. I’d hate to see him come all this way in his career, and then something happen to ruin it all.”Jasmine was almost tempted to tell her that she was on birth control, even though she wasn’t, just to see her reaction. But she didn’t want to give his mother a heart attack. Instead, she took the high road and replied, “Neither would I.”Maria nodded her approval.Zain slid out of the seat and kissed the top of Jasmine’s head. “You ladies play nice now. I’ll be right back.” Then he walked to the other side of the table and kissed his mother’s head, too. She leaned into him and placed her hand on his. “Be nice, Madre.”She scoffed, pushing him away. “I’m always nice.” But despite their playful banter, it was clear that Zai
ZainZain kissed the top of her head, smiling. “Why don’t we do this? Let’s spend the summer together and not worry about the future. Then we’ll see what happens in the fall.”Jasmine nodded. “But in the meantime, we’ll need to earn money, just in case we decide to go to Las Vegas.”He chuckled, one corner of his lips curling into a sexy smile. “You’re really considering doing this?”She shrugged. “Yes, why not?”He took her hand and leaned against the door, pulling her to him. “But don’t you want to save yourself for someone you love?”“I have.”Understanding dawned on him as he leaned in close, placing his finger under her chin. “I love you, too.” Then he pressed his lips to hers, and she opened for him, taking him in as he heart pounded. He pulled her across his lap, cradling her in his arms as he deepened the kiss.Her breath quickened as she started to squirm in his arms. He forced himself to pull back, breathless. He wanted to be careful with her and didn’t want their first time
JasmineWhen they left the restaurant, streaks of orange, pink, and purple shot across the sky, alerting them to the end of the day and the beginning of the night. “When you take me back home, would you like to meet my parents?”Zain gave her hand a gentle squeeze as his lips curled into a sexy smile. “Is that what you want?”She nodded, smiling. “Yes, it is. You don’t mind?”He raised her hand to his lips and kissed it. “I’ve been wanting to introduce myself to your father since I first met you, but I didn’t want to be too presumptuous.”She burst out laughing. “Well, we’re planning to elope to Las Vegas before we go to college. So, no. I don’t think you meeting my parents would be presumptuous at all.”A crease formed between his eyes. “Would you like to? Elope, I mean?”She shrugged. “With you? Yes. With anyone else? No.”Zain burst out laughing. “Well, it’s a good thing because I’d have to kill anyone I saw you with.”Jasmine’s head snapped up. “But you said you wanted me to date.
JasmineAfter Zain left, Jasmine stormed back toward the condo. “Well, Dad, I hope you’re happy.”“We’re packing up tonight and leaving for home in the morning!” her father yelled behind her, quickly catching up.“No! I’m not leaving!”“Oh, yes! You are!” Her father grabbed her arm and turned her around. “You will do as you’re told, young lady!”Jasmine scoffed, looking at him as if he had just lost his mind. “Not anymore, Dad.” She yanked her arm away and walked past him and into her room, locking the door behind her.“Jasmine, maybe we were being a bit too hasty—”“You think, Mom?” Jasmine huffed as she started packing her things. She looked at the huge, plate glass window in her room. Since they were on the first floor, she could easily set her things out the window and then climb out. Surely, Zain would come back for her if she called or texted him.But there was no way she was going back to Maine with her parents. She had planned to go to college from here anyway, and she had alr
ZainZain loved the idea of Jasmine staying with him at his mother’s house for the rest of the summer. But convincing his mother was going to be another story. he just hoped his mother didn’t make a scene in front of Jasmine. If that were the case, then they could head off to Las Vegas tonight and spend the rest of the summer there. He was sure they could get jobs and go off to college when the summer was over.Zain had a little savings left over from his student loans and from working in the cafeteria when he wasn’t playing baseball or studying. Although it wouldn’t be enough to support them indefinitely, it would be enough to support them for the rest of the summer.But Jasmine seemed excited at the prospect of working at his uncle’s food truck. So, she wasn’t opposed to hard work. Together, they would make it work.Maybe they could get summer jobs at one of the hotels. Then, they wouldn’t have to get a divorce so soon. They could get married when they got there, work, and then spen
JasmineWhile he was inside, she checked her cell phone, and her parents hadn’t texted her or tried to call. They didn’t even know she was gone. She hated that she had left without telling them, but there was no way that she was going to leave in the morning with her parents without telling Zain goodbye.Even though she hadn’t known him long, Zain was the best thing that had ever happened to her, and she wasn’t about to let him go. She sighed, wondering if she would be able to let him go in Las Vegas when the time comes. Pain ripped through her heart at the thought, but she would worry about it then.If she could be guaranteed that her parents wouldn’t drag her back to Maine in the morning, she would consider going back tonight. If her father knew what she did, that she had left like this, he would never forgive her, and her mother would disown her.All her life, she had lived her life for them, trying to make them happy. But now, she was about to go to college, and it was her time. T
JasmineMaria crossed the room to her, giving her a sympathetic smile as she placed her hands on her shoulders and kissed her forehead. Then she pulled back and looked into her eyes. “I know you won’t break my son’s heart. I can see now that you love him.” She looked over at Zain and took his hand. “And as long as you make my son happy, you’ll have my full support. It took a lot of courage to stand up for my son like you did tonight. And if you need a place to stay, then come back. I’ll have the room ready.”Jasmine pulled her in for a hug, wishing her parents could be so supportive. “Thank you.” She wiped a tear from her eyes when she pulled back. “I’m sorry to have caused so much trouble.”Maria chuckled, lightly patting her cheek. “‘Twas no trouble at all. Come back any time. You’re always welcome.”Jasmine gave her hand a gentle squeeze. “Thank you.”Zain opened the screen door and stood back, letting Jasmine go out first. “Madre, I’ll be back later.”Maria nodded, smiling. “Take
Jasmine“Now, let’s not start planning their wedding, dear.” Her father chuckled as he slipped his arm around his wife. Then his expression turned serious. “Zain, I respect you for coming to speak with me, man to man.”Zain nodded. “Yes, sir.” He started to walk out, but Jasmine stopped him.“I’ll walk you out—”“Jasmine,” her father warned.Then she turned to face him. “Dad, I’ll be right back.”He stared at her for a long moment, and then nodded and walked away.Jasmine walked out with Zain, closing the door behind them. “Thanks for that.”Zain took her hand and swung it between them as they headed toward the parking lot. But he pulled her close when they were out of sight of her parents’ condo.“Jasmine, I want to date you, and I don’t want to hide it. It was my hon
Jasmine “If this is casual, why does it hurt so much?” Jasmine asked Zain as the taxi pulled up in front of the courthouse. Zain bites his lower lip, tears in his eyes. “We don’t have to do this. We can stay married and get a corm room together at USC.” “I know, but I don’t want to hold you back.” As tempted as that sounds, she could never forgive herself if he quits baseball to support a wife and family. “You’re not.” They had the same conversation for the last hour. And before that, every time one of them had brought it up. “Jasmine, we could rent a car and speak with the officials at USC when we get there.” He sighed, his eyes pleading. “then we can call our parents and let them know what’s going on.” She chuckled. “At least they would have a year to get over being mad at us.” Zain gave her a small, heartbreaking smile. “Or until Christmas.” “Let’s go.” Jasmine knew if they didn’t get out of the cab now, she’d take Zain up on his offer and have the cab driver take them to a
ZainSteam billowed around them like a warm, comforting blanket—a stark contrast to the chill of uncertainty that awaited outside the sanctuary they had created. Zain reached out, his fingers trailing through the condensation on the glass door before pulling it open. The sound of water rushing from the showerhead filled the space with a soothing rhythm, and he stepped inside, eager for the embrace of both the heat and his wife.Jasmine was already there, a vision of serenity beneath the cascade. Her skin, kissed by water droplets, glistened under the soft bathroom light. She turned toward him, her eyes locking with his with an intensity that spoke volumes of the wordless pact they’d made—to cherish these final moments before parting ways, before their love was tested by distance and time.“Hey,” Zain whispered, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, inviting and genuine. His heart thrummed, a steady drumbeat syncing with the pitter-patter of water hitting the tile.“Hey,” Jasmine
Zain Zain and Jasmine lay on the bed Sunday night, eating a pizza. They had take out sent in and hadn’t left their hotel room since they entered it. They were officially married now… no matter how long it lasted… and could do what they wanted for only a few more glorious hours. Zain’s heart sank, hating the thought of having to say goodbye to her the following day. He had waited for her his whole life. And now that he had found her, he wasn’t going to let her go. “Come with me to USC,” he breathed against her skin, the pizza forgotten. She rolled him over onto his back and lay across his chest, looking into his eyes. “Zain, we talked about this.” “I know, but we’ll have a whole year to figure something out.” He hated the thought of leaving her behind after graduation, but he hated the thought of losing her more. Jasmine kissed his chest, her beautiful brown hair fanned out over him, framing her gorgeous face. “Zain, I’m not going to hold you back—” “You won’t.” He bit his lower
Jasmine Jasmine's heart thundered, echoing the ripples of the satin sheets beneath them as they lay in each other’s arms. But the air felt heavier, as if soaked in anticipation of more to come. “How do you feel?” Zain pushed back her hair as he looked into her eyes, breathless, his eyes filled with concern. “I’m fine. Ready to go again?” Zain laughed. “I thought you’d never ask.” Zain sat up, bringing her with him as he held her in his arms, his lips descending upon hers in a passionate kiss. I’ve never felt this way before.” “Neither have I.” She hated herself for the thought but had to know. “Have you ever been in love before?” He sighed, lost in thought as his hard cock rubbed against her pussy lips, causing them to twitch. “I thought I had been in the past, but it was nothing like this. Now, I know that I’ve never truly loved anyone else before… not like this. Jasmine, no matter what happens between us, you’ll always be the one.” “Shush….” Jasmine gently pressed her finger
Jasmine Zain swept Jasmine into his arms, and she nestled against his chest as he carried her to the bed, laying her down gently, lying over her, careful not to crush her. Zain pulled her close, his hands slowly moving over her trembling body as heat exploded under his touch. His hands were strong and gentle, exploring every inch of her as he kissed and massaged her breasts, licking and sucking, and then slid down her body to her stomach. He circled her navel with his tongue and then moved lower, wrapping his arms around her legs, guiding them over his shoulder. “Zain, I want you—” “Just relax,” he breathed, dangerously close to her heat but with a tenderness that made her ache deep within. She ran her fingers through his hair as he clenched the side of her panties with his teeth, pulled them down her legs, and then discarded them onto the floor. “You are one gorgeous woman,” he breathed as he looked into her eyes, reaching up to rub and massage her breasts. Jasmine nearly rose o
Jasmine “I’ll be right back.” Zain rose from his seat and headed straight for the counter. She took another gulp of her Margarita, letting the sweet liquid work its magic, relaxing her. Jasmine smiled as she watched Zain at the counter, guessing she opened her mouth too soon. Zain sat in front of her a moment later with a take-out container and set it to the side. “For when you’re ready to go.” She nodded, smiling as her nervousness threatened to return. “Let’s finish our drinks first, then we won’t have to leave our room the whole weekend.” He chuckled as he took another sip of his beer. “Are you sure you don’t want to see some sights while we’re here?” “The only thing they want to see is you naked on our bed.” Jasmine didn’t know where this sudden burst of courage had come from, but she liked it. It must have been the Margarita. Zain laughed, rolling his eyes. “You know how to make a man squirm. Don’t you?” “Let’s finish our drinks and get out of here.” She didn’t have to te
Zain “Thank you, Rev. Woodward.” I smiled as I shook his hand vigorously, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would burst. He chuckled. “It’s my pleasure. Now....” He placed his hands on our shoulders, looking between us. “Go and have a wonderful life.” Gladys dabbed at her eyes as she approached. “I’ve never seen a more beautiful couple.” She pulled Jasmine in for a hug. “Congratulations, dear.” “Thank you.” Jasmine dabbed at her eyes, too. Then Gladys pulled me in for a hug. “Take care of that girl,” she whispered, her voice serious as she released me. I nodded as my heart plummeted. After this, there was no way I was going to be able to let Jasmine go come Monday. “I will.” After saying our last goodbyes, I placed my hand on the small of Jasmine’s back, and we headed into the hallway. “So, where would you like to go? The Steakhouse again, the Pizzeria, or the Blue Iguana.” “The Blue Iguana?” Jasmine looked at me as if I had lost my mind. I shrugged as I hit the button
Jasmine“So, you must be Zain Perez and you must be Jasmine Hunt!” A cheerful man greeted them as they walked in. “Yes, we have an appointment to be married at twelve o’clock.” Zain handed him his driver’s license as well as the marriage certificate. Jasmine handed him her driver’s license, too. She was afraid that the kind, older man might say something about her having just turned eighteen, but he smiled as he handed back their IDs. “Well, it looks like everything is in order!” He smiled as he clasped his hands. “This is how it’ll work.” He pointed toward a glass case where a woman stood, smiling. “Ms. Hunt, you’ll choose the bouquet you’d like, and Mr. Perez, you’ll choose the handkerchief to go in your front breast pocket. Then you’ll both come and stand at the altar.” He clasped his hands, suddenly serious. “Are either of you religious?”Zain glanced over at me and then nodded as he turned back to the man. “Both of us are.”“Good,” the kind man replied. “My name is Reverend Woo
Jasmine Jasmine nodded and took off her robe as he watched, his eyes combing her body. Although she was happy that tomorrow would be their wedding day, she was sad that it wasn’t real. But it always would be for her... no matter what happened between them in the time to come. Try as she might, she couldn’t sleep, so she rolled over to face Zain. “Are you awake?” His head nodded slightly in the moonlight. “Yes, of course.” “Promise me our life together will be amazing.” She took in the sight of him lying in his bed with his arm tucked behind his head, shirtless as the moonlight illuminated his body. “I promise.” There was a pause in the dimly lit room. “Look. We’re committing to each other tomorrow, no matter what happens on Monday. And I promise you, that commitment will stay with me... always.” Jasmine smiled, starry-eyed as she dreamed of what tomorrow—and their lives—held. “Always.” Zain let out a contented sigh as he turned to face her, his eyes illuminated in the moonligh