Jasmine p.o.v

Time skip….

The night was going to be stressful enough, without me having to worry about him remembering to bring his brain. Exasperated, I interrupted his dazed look.

“Would you go change?” Ricky sighed. “Okay.” We arrived at Ricky beach house after some hours. I already met Jack and Beth there, waiting for us.

The whole house was overcome by its beauty. It was the last house on the street, in a neighborhood filled with multi-million dollar homes. Resting on a peninsula, it had one-eighty degree views of the water, not to mention the pool and Jacuzzi out back. Walking up the grand portico steps, they were greeted...