INSEPARABLE LOVE CHAPTER 9

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CHAPTER 9
"You such a fool!" she glared at her. "How can you be so dull? I thought you were clever but I was wrong about you."
"You insulting me now. You should have seen his look when he threw me out of his office. That man is b..," she paused, " I am not going back to that office. I may end up killing him, no one disrespects me like that," hands on her waist.
"Where are you going?"
"Out!" she responded walking to the door.
"We haven't finished tal...," she stopped in midsentence when she slammed the door in her face. "She is ruining everything for me. I have to come up with plan B."
Jasmine drove the car to his apartment. She parked the car outside his house and went straight to the door. It was opened and she got inside.
"J!" she called out.
He came out with a gun.
"I could have shot you. Don't you know how to knock?"
"I did knock."
"Liar! Remember there is a camera outside on the verandah. I missed you my babe," he grabbed her by the waist. "You have no idea what I am feeling right now. How is that psycho Bianca?"
She laughed.
"She is your sister."
"Not my blood sister. She is a nuisance. I always feel like cutting her mouth. You look worried. What is it my love?"
She moved away from him and went to sit on the sofa.
"You know that I love you right?"
"Yes, I do."
"Why are you keeping us a secret? Your sister thinks I am someone you knew from her but actually doesn't know that I went to jail to save your ass. She must know the truth and maybe she might start respecting me. I have had enough of her attitude towards me. Always bossing me around. Don't you think that I also deserve some respect. We have been dating for 6 years now and I have faith in what I see. I j.."
"Babe! I love you Jasmine with all of my heart. You went to prison all because of me. I am forever grateful for that but we musn't show Bianca that we know each other. I know you don't want us to be a secret. I promise you one thing. I will never let Bianca disrespect you again. I love you, my queen," he hugged her.
"I love you too James!"
"It's been long since you called me with my name. The last time I checked it was J," he smiled. "Now cheer up my beautiful lady. We wi...," he stopped at midsentence, a knock at the door drew his attention.
"Expecting someone?"
"No! Go in my room. I will be there shortly."
"Okay! Don't take long."
"I won't."
He strode over to open it. She stood at the door in a black mini dress.
"Adela!"
"James!"
"Wh wh what are you doing here?"
"Are you not going to let me in?"
"Ohh sure. Come in," she walked inside and he closed the door. "What is she doing here?" he said silently.
He looked at her and faked a smile. Nervous that Jasmine might come downstairs. She looked at him for a moment, her brown eyes cool.
"You looking beautiful," he said as he lifted her hand to his lips.
Her stomach did a strange flutter as those lips brushed sensuously over the back of her hand. Stunned into silence, she was mesmerized by his dark hair as he lowered his head. The barely controlled waves of shiny black hair looked so inviting she wondered what it would feel like to rum her fingers through it. Then he straightened, towering over her once more, his gaze locking with hers.
"Don't go there," she warned herself, and tried to pull back her hand, but his fingers tightened on hers. A sexy smile spread across his lips and she dragged in a ragged breath, then swallowed hard. What was she doing, allowing this man to get her?
"The pleasure is mine." His words were deep and uneven. He didn't let her hand go, instead forcing her to stay, so that she could do nothing other than sit there. She looked into the ever darkening depths of his eyes and felt a sizzle of awareness slide over her.
"Something is amusing you?" His fingers traced a slow, teasing circle on the palm of her hand, making tingles race along her arm. She wanred to oull away, wanted to break the contact, yet couldn't. Somewhere deep inside her something stirred an emotion long since locked away.
"I was merely admiring your charm, " she smiled up at him. "I am sure women just drop at your feet."
He laughed. A soft rumble that made her tremble. Instinctively she tried to pull her hand free. Again his fingers tightened and his eyes darkened and for a moment her eyes locked with his. She drew in a quick breath as she saw the sparks of desire within those dark depths. Her body responded to the primary call of his as heady heat thundered around her.
He smiled at her, letting her hand go.
"Champagne?"
"Champagne would be lovely," she purred, being as flirtatious as she possibly could. Maybe a little champagne was just what she needed to boost her confidence. She couldn't quite believe how this handsome man was able to make her feel so special, so fresh and alive. His charm offensive was potent, making her feel unique and worse than that, desired. Because right now she was on top of the world and she liked it how she felt about him.
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BOOM!!!!!!