She sighed. Men.
At least he was going to read a part of one of the books and she'd be able to tell his reaction to it. Then she'd have to figure out her next step in her big reveal—that J.A. Nell and Jasmine Allen were one and the same.
*******
Jasmine got up from the massage table, deeply relaxed from the wonderful pampering she just had courtesy of Jessa and Rob. The newlyweds had given day spa vouchers as thank you gifts to their bridesmaids and groomsmen.
It was heavenly and she was grateful for the distraction. But now that it was over, her mind became busy again with thoughts of Kane.
He was back at his place today. In about an hour, he would be picking Hannah up from the airport. She prayed Hannah was in a good enough frame of mind to have the conversation she needed to have with Kane. But while he would confirm with Hannah they would no longer be together, both she and Kane agreed he wouldn't tell Hannah about her yet. They wanted to lessen the hurt as much as they could.
She got dressed and walked to the adjoining lounge area to enjoy some herbal tea. The aroma in the room was so soothing and the atmosphere so calming that she thought she might stay there for a few more hours and do some reading—if they'd let her. That would help her while away the time and keep her mind off her man.
Her man.
She smiled at the thought.
She fished her phone out of her purse and found a couple of messages from him.
*Holy hell. Sexy parts in chapter 8. Sooooooo hot. I just might be interested enough to read this whole book. This J.A. Nell's quite a good writer. I can see why you like her.*
Loud laughter bubbled out of her, disturbing the peaceful ambiance of the place. She clamped her mouth with her hand and mouthed 'sorry' to the other woman in the room who smiled back at her.
She checked out his other text.
*If I do what's on chapter 9 to you would you do to me what's on the beginning of chapter 12?*
She went to the app on her phone to see exactly which scenes Kane was talking about. She chuckled silently. Naughty man. But then again, it was she who wrote them. She tapped a reply for him.
*Read from the beginning! It would be much more interesting.*
It wasn't long before she got a response back.
*You know what's more interesting, baby? Tomorrow night. You and me.*
She bit her lip as desire unfurled within her. Yes. Tomorrow night they would be free to do more than just kiss. Hopefully. She couldn't wait. And right now, she was feeling playful.
*What's happening tomorrow night?*
*You want me to spell it out for you?*
*I don't want to assume anything :-)*
*Suffice to say you'll be moaning and screaming the name 'Kane'. Just read the chapters I mentioned. We'll do them all. ;-) Why is tomorrow night so far away???*
*Hmmm. I feel like moaning already. I just read the bit where his fingers … well, you know where I would want YOUR fingers to be …*
*Jasmine! You're driving me crazy!!! I'd love to continue this but I need to head to the airport soon. So later, babe. Need to take an icy cold shower before I go.*
She glanced at her watch and apprehension intruded into her blissful state. He'd be seeing Hannah soon. How would that go? She replied to him.
*Okay. Good luck. I'll see you tomorrow.*
*Tomorrow. Miss you already.*
*Miss you too.*
Her fingers itched to include 'I love you' but she refrained. She'd rather say that face to face. And she hoped he'd say it first.
CHAPTER SIX
Kane stood outside the Arrivals hall, his palms sweaty as he waited for Hannah. He tried not to think of how she would react. He knew she didn't want to hear what he'd been wanting to say for weeks.
But he'd been patient enough with her. She had no choice this time. She had to listen to him and accept they were over.
He spotted her exiting the customs area. She was scanning the crowd as she pushed the trolley holding her bags. He took a deep sigh to brace himself, a feeling of dread settling in his gut.
He waved his hand to attract her attention.
"Kane!"
Hannah hurried to him and kissed him soundly on the lips.
He froze but she didn't seem to notice.
"I'm so glad to be back," she gushed.
He retrieved her trolley and started pushing it towards the parking area. "How was the flight?" he asked, not knowing what else to say.
"Very bumpy. We kept encountering some turbulence. Don't be surprised if I fall asleep on the way home. I'm so tired." She placed her hands on his arm and rested her head on his shoulder as they made their way back to his car.
He walked a little faster, making Hannah stand up straighter so she could match his pace. It didn't feel right having another woman cuddle up to him, even if that woman happened to be his fiancée. That was just a technicality. He was Jasmine's.