72 Twisting

*Jasmine's POV*

"Everything," he declared.

I sighed heavily and pouted my lips. "I don't really want to." His eyes were a million different colors of hazel. It was golden and red.

I tried to escape his gaze, but I was caught. I shook my head. "Naïma is coming back from her honeymoon," I said meaningfully. "That will be this afternoon." He raised one eyebrow.

A smile twitched on the edge of his lips. "I don't like how you affect my emotions," I admitted. His smile deepened. The dimple on his cheek appeared.

"No," I whispered.

Benjamin cocked his head. "Yes," he breathed. My heart dropped. "I really don't want to," I mumbled. He reached for one of my curls. I held still, unable to breathe. "Yes you do." He became more confident, I could hear it in his voice.

I wanted to flee. I quickly turned away from him.