Late that night, Jasmine opened her apartment with her keys and entered inside, closing the door behind her.

She looked exhausted but her eyes glittered with a tense excitement and one could tell that she had a good time wherever she had gone to.
After she was done with work, she had returned back home to take a shower and changed to a simple evening gown.
Gloria had picked her up with her car and they drove to the next town for Damon's art exhibition. Damons was a big art club that organized exhibitions once in every two months and Raymond got an invitation.
As always, Raymond had other plans and so he sent Jasmine and Gloria to represent him.

"Hey." Christain smiled at her, sitting upright on the couch.

"Hey." She returned the smile as she sat down next to him, dropping her bag on the table.

"Why are you still awake by this time?
Don't you have classes in the morning?"  She questioned, raising her legs as she took off her heels.

"It's just past 12." He shrugged. "And I need to finish this movie tonight," he said as he turned back to the TV.

"What are you watching?" she asked, leaning on the couch as she looked at the tv screen.

"Ip man, the finale," he told her, eyes on the screen.

She nodded and yawned lightly, covering her mouth with back of her palm.
With the laughters and talks she had with different people at the exhibition, she could feel the sleep kicking in. She had really missed the old days when she worked as an art dealer in new York and she felt thrilled that she was finally doing what she loved.

"Damn, i'm fucking tired." She muttered and scratched her left elbow.

"So how was your first day at work?" He asked as he paused the movie and turned to her.

Jasmine had called him immediately she got the job. She tried calling Christine but it went to her voicemail.
"Oh my God." She let out a low moan, resting her head on the couch.
"It was fucking fantastic". She said with a glint of excitement in her blue eyes.

"Really? Tell me about it." He insisted as he chuckled.

"Ray's gallery is so beautiful Christain, you really need to see it. I can't describe it in one word, but it's fucking amazing," she told him with a wide smile on her face.

"Wow!" He was intrigued.

"Yeah. And the exhibition we went to." She continued as she looked at him, "It was something else too. So many beautiful and amazing art works. I was completely blown away."
She chuckled as she shook her head slowly.

He shook his head, amused as he laughed quietly.
"Wow, that's really nice. Look sis, I am so happy for you that you got this job, congrats again."
He smiled and embraced her.

"Thanks dear." She smiled warmly, patting his back gently.

"I'm so glad I got the job," she said as she let go of him, looking genuinely relieved. "Even though it's only temporal, I'm happy too."

"Well as long as you're doing amazingly good, who knows? Even if your contract is over, they might extend it. Or maybe employ you as their art dealer." He tried assuring her with a smile.

She nodded."I guess you're right." She grinned.

"Of course i'm always right." He scoffed, rolling his eyes at her.

"Sure you are." She laughed as she tousled his hair.

"Stop." He pushed her hand away, laughing.

"What about Christine?" she asked as she picked up her heels and grabbed her bag as she got up.

"She's in the room." He replied as he picked up the remote and played the movie.

"What did you guys eat tonight?" she questioned. She had no appetite to eat as her stomach was already filled with the delicious meals and glasses of wine she had at the exhibition.

"Pizza." He answered, eyes on the screen.

"Shit." She let out a groan. She had planned on going to the mall after her seeing Mrs Smith, but never thought she would get the job and start work immediately. "Remind me to get us some groceries Tomorrow."

"Sure."He nodded.

"Alright, good night," she said.

"Night night."

She grinned, grabbed her things and and dragged her tired feet inside the room she shared with Christine.

The room had white curtains and the walls were painted white and blue. The bed was dressed with blue covers. The room had a small walk in closet beside the dresser. There was a big poster of the avengers on the wall above the bed. Posters of captain America were scattered all over the walls.

Yep, Christine was a fan of the avengers, and captain man was her favorite hero. Christine even had a tattoo of captain man's shield on her back. It was the first tattoo she got. She also had all the comic books of the avengers arranged on the small book shelf.

Shutting the door quietly with her leg, Jasmine dropped her heels on the floor as she sat down on the bed.

Christine was lying on the bed with her back against the head board as she pressed her phone. Her eyes were glued to her screen as she didn't bother to look at Jasmine. She was wearing a black hoodie and black sweat pant. The bruises on her cheeks were gone and her lip had healed leaving behind a thick line.

"Hey," Jasmine said to her with a smile.

Christine said nothing, ignoring Jasmine as she focused on her phone.

Sighing deeply, Jasmine decided not to bother Christine, so as not to upset her. Christine haven't spoken to Jasmine since the night Jasmine apologized to her.

Jasmine's phone rang as she let out a light yawn.

'Who could be calling at this time?'

She thought with a frown as she brought out her phone from her bag and checked the caller's ID.
A  sweet smile replaced the frown on her face and she answered. "Hey."

"Hey beautiful," Andrew's smooth voice said over the phone. "How you doing?"

"I'm good and you?" she asked as she crossed her legs, a light blush on her cheeks. She loved the way he called her beautiful in his deep voice. It always stirred her up in a good way.

"I'm good too. So how was your day?"

"It was really fantastic," she told him as she sighed.

"That's nice." He chuckled. "Look I'm sorry for bothering you at this time. I meant to call earlier but it just skipped my mind," he told her in a soft tone.

"No it's okay. You're not bothering me at all," she said and giggled softly.

"Great." He chuckled  "So, I was wondering if we could hang out on Saturday. You Know, go out for dinner".

"On Saturday?" She asked, trying hard not to sound too excited over the phone.

'Is he fucking serious!'
She thought happily, as she bit her lower lip lightly.

"Yeah, that's if you are free," he told her.

"So you're asking me out on a date?" She raised her brows, placing her hand on the bed as she fumbled with the hem of the bed cover, a slight blush appearing on her cheeks.

Christine rolled her eyes and muttered some words under her breath as she turned her back to Jasmine.

He chuckled."Well, yeah I guess."

she smiled widely, nipping on her finger tips. "Okay."
She couldn't wait to see him and stare into his dreamy green eyes. She had missed them so much.

"So, is that a yes?" He inquired.

"Of course it's a yes."

"Great. So i'll come over and pick you up then."

"No you don't have to." She insisted.
"Just text me the time and address and I'll meet you there."

"Alright then. Cant wait to see you,"  he said.

"Me too."
she told him goodnight and ended the call with a wide grin on her face.
She couldn't believe she was going on her first date in Gainesville with Andrew.
Placing both palms on her red cheeks, she bit her lower lip as images of his green eyes came back to her.

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