"What are you trying to say?" Jackson who had a slight understanding of what she meant asked. He desperately wanted to confirm whether he heard her correctly.

"Since you are hungry I can cook for you. You might not know but I hate owing people favours. Take this as me repaying you for not abandoning back there," Jasmine said in a serious tone as she stood up after taking a sip from the coffee.

What does she think I am that I would abandon her in there? Yeah, I agree if it was some random lady I would have abandoned her there without batting an eyelid but she is my darling Jasmine for goodness sake.

Jackson feeling.

"Where is your kitchen?" Jasmine asked staring at him.

"Where I just came out from," Jackson said his eyes glued on her. He could not believe that the lady who always fights with him will volunteer to cook for him.

Since she volunteered to cook for me, I will surely cherish it no matter how horrible it tastes.

Jackson thought as he follows her closely.

"Since it's quite late, I will just prepare pasta. I hope my choice doesn't conflict with your taste?" Jasmine asked before she got to work.

"Whatever you cook is perfectly alright with me," Jackson said staring at her. He watched as she brought down all the utensils she will need. She moved to get the ingredients afterwards.

Jackson stood beside the kitchen counter and watched her go about preparing the ingredients. He frowned when he saw that her long black hair was disturbing her. He quietly left the kitchen without her notice. He came back about five minutes later with a red apron in his hands.

Jasmine was too engrossed in what she was doing to notice that he was walking closer to her. The first thing he did was try to pack her hair. His sudden action startled Jasmine. She abruptly wanted to turn to see who was the gutsy fool who dared to touch her but she calmed down a bit when she heard his husky voice.

Is it that he can't tie the hair or is he deliberately flirting with me?

Jasmine thought, feeling uneasy about the way Jackson was constantly touching her intimately.

"Stay put. I am not done yet," Jackson said when he saw Jasmine try to turn around after he has finished tying her hair into a ponytail.

Although she felt uneasy she still listened to him. The moment she felt Jackson wrapped his hand around her waist, she wanted to hit him violently with her elbow but she stopped in her track when she lowers her gaze and saw the apron in his hands.

"Your beautiful clothes will get ruined if you don't wear an apron," Jackson said. As a result of his lowered head which was almost resting on her shoulders, his hot breath tickle her neck.

"I will feel bad if your clothes get stained because of me," Jackson said. He really enjoyed the position they were in.

Can he get the heck away? Our closeness is really starting to irritate me.

Jasmine said forcing on a smile.

"I can do it by myself...,"

"Don't worry, I am almost done," Jackson said as he tied it behind her neck and then behind her waist.

"You can continue with the cooking. I will go freshen up now. I will join you later," Jackson said smiling at her. He walked towards the entrance. He halted when he was just by the door.

"And be careful with the knives so you won't injure your delicate hands," Jackson said before he walked away.

The usual aloof Jasmine is preparing a meal for me in my kitchen. Did I perhaps save a country in my past life which is why I am this lucky?

Jackson thought smiling as he climbs the stairs. He smiled all the way to his bedroom. Unlike how he usually takes his time to bathe, tonight he did it hurriedly since he didn't want to keep her waiting for even a second.

"I noticed earlier that Jasmine feels uncomfortable when I got close to her. This means that getting close to her will increase my chances of winning her heart. Starting from today I shouldn't let her always take the initiative but I should be the one doing that," Jackson thought grinning evilly.

"Jasmine, here I come. Get ready to welcome your future hubby," Jackson said as he heads out of his bedroom.

When he reached downstairs, he saw her heading to the dining room with a tray in her hands.

"Let me help you with that," Jackson said as he hurried after her. While collecting the tray from her hands he deliberately touched her hand and then pretended like it was a mistake. Jasmine just smiles at him acting like it was nothing. She followed him into the dining room. After displaying the dishes she collected the white tray from him.

"I will get us some water and juice," Jasmine said as she turned to leave but before she could walk away Jackson turned around and hold her hand.

"You are my guest you don't need to work so hard. I am already feeling bad that you had to cook on your first day here so let me take over from here. Take a seat Ok," Jackson said as he stares at her face. He felt terrible to see her sweating.

"Ice Prince, let me finish repaying my favour so I won't feel bad about it when I want to eat you up later," Jasmine said playfully as she walked away. When she came back she was surprised to see that Jackson was gone.

"Where could he possibly have gone to?" Jasmine thought aloud. She sat down afterwards and waited for him.