If I thought I could take Jasmine on a normal date this evening and have her play along… well, clearly I was wrong. There’s too much mess between us, too much distrust, and it’ll take time to win over her heart and brain as well as her body.

Time is something I do not have.

We have two more nights together after this. Two more nights for me to turn this ship around, to prove to Jasmine Biao that I can admire her without reserve, trust her without caveats, love her without restraint.

This is a shit show of my own making. If Jasmine weren’t sprawled across my lap right...