"Mmh." Sandra let out a low, contented groan. "I'm glad you were able to make it tonight," she said. She already felt some of her fear and apprehension being siphoned out of her back by Jasmine's fingers as they worked their way down Sandra's spine. "I knew I would've spent the entire night jumping at my own shadow."

Jasmine smiled. "You know, if you would just make more time for yourself and try and meet someone, you wouldn't have to go calling the service at an ungodly hour in the morning. And don't go complaining about me mothering you," she continued, letting her hands drift down to trace the sides...