Jazmine's POV

I stepped out of my car, the cold air immediately touching my exposed skin as my feet pushed through the snow. My gaze met Spain standing by the door and I sped up my pace walking over to him hating the cold weather.

"Aren't you fucking cold?" I asked, his calm and relaxed demeanor surprising as I pushed open the door wanting to get inside as quickly as possible.

"Of course I'm fucking cold but you're just extra," he replied chuckling and I smiled as we stepped into the building together.

"I thought you were going to bring Tyler with you," I pointed out referring to his son...