Twenty-five minutes later and Jasmin walked out of the bedroom in the polka-dot dress and the three inches, black, open toe heel her and red hair she let fall over her shoulder, giving her both enchanting and innocent look.

She tried on a few items in the makeup kit Cainan had gotten for her, which were lipstick, powder and mascara. She wanted to look good for him, even when she didn’t think she should.

Her eyes travelled to Cainan, who was standing in the room staring down at his phone and whatever was on it was important enough to make him not note her. He hadn’t changed from his clothes,...