chapter 25 Baby Jasmine
She parked her car in the middle of the garage. She had been waiting for minutes now, there was no sign of that idiot in sight.
She was surprised he had called her earlier that morning to come for the passports, which she was expecting sometime later at noon. Since she decided to offer her body to him, he had enough reason to get it done on time. What an asshole! She grumbled.
She stood by her car, dressed in her usual way; club top and blue jeans and trousers. Her hair was packed in a ponytail, her lips were painted red. To top it off, she was smelling quite elegantly, she sat in her car, hands folded, staring at the inside of the garage to catch a glimpse of that fool.
In no time, she saw a man approaching. The color of his clothes was black except his inner shirt that was white, with a bold smile on his face.
She rolled her eyes. At least, he chose to add a white color to his life,