"This is not the 50's where when a man sees a woman naked he must take responsibility by marrying her. This is the 21st century where an unmarried man and woman bathe naked in the same bathroom so why would I make a big deal about you seeing me nude?" Jasmine asked putting on a carefree expression. If Jackson knew that she was putting on an act, he would have stood up and kissed her.

"Then I guess I was worried for nothing," Jackson replied disappointedly. He was both disappointed and glad. He was glad that at least their relationship will not be affected because of the incident.

"If you are disappointed by what I said you can have sex with me to repay me for peeping on me while I was taking my bath," Jasmine said without an ounce of shame.

"Although you always act like a villain, the truth is you are not so why do you always want me to see you as something you are not? I mean you might be portraying yourself as a sex freak but honestly, you are not like that...,"

"After what I have done to you, you think I am not a villain? And hasn't torturing you for over three weeks tells you that I am a sex freak? Why do you think otherwise?" Jasmine asked shedding off every form of playfulness.

"Why do you suddenly act like someone who knows me very well?" Jasmine asked as she squats to his level. She stares into his eyes. Staring into his eyes, she felt a strange feeling starts building up in her.

"Are you suddenly acting this way to get my interest? Do you think you would be safe if you get my interest?" Jasmine asked her gaze not looking away from his eyeballs for a minute.

"Didn't you say you love me? What other interest do I want to get when you have already fallen for me or don't tell me you were lying when you said those words to me?" Jackson asked as he stares into her eyes. Seeing her stare at him so intensely, his face began inching forward. His face got so close to the point that she could feel his hot breath against her delicate skin. Just when he wanted to lock lips with her Jasmine abruptly stood up.

Goddamn it! What in heaven's name was that? Why couldn't I look away when I was staring into his eyes? No man has ever gotten me trapped by a mere gaze so why is he different?

Jasmine thought as she turned her back on him.

And why is this goddamn heart of mine beating so rapidly? I can never feel affection for any man, got it? Stop beating so erratically or am I gonna get mad at you.

Jasmine reprimanded her throbbing heart. After she has managed to calm her heart Jasmine turned to face him.

"I don't know why you suddenly made advances at me when you never liked me but all I know is that I don't get intimate with a man who hasn't taken care of himself after waking up in the morning. Next time shower before you try to make a move at me," Jasmine said softly before she walked to his wardrobe.

"I will wear one of your shirts until Cat wakes up," Jasmine informed as she picked a white shirt from his wardrobe.

"Didn't you wanna shower? I need to change so can you go and shower? It's also ok with me if you want to stare at me as I change," Jasmine now staring at the frozen Jackson said.

"Are you really gonna sit down there while I change?" Jasmine asked as she threw murderous glances at Jackson who was still sitting in the same position she left him. With his cold facade on, she couldn't tell what was going through his mind.

"I will go shower. You can change comfortably," Jackson said as he took his towel with him as he heads towards the bathroom.

"That is more like it," Jasmine remarked after Jackson entered the bathroom and closed the door. Jasmine who was scared earlier that Jasmine would choose to stay in the room while she changes quickly changed into the shirt she had picked. She stood in front of the mirror and stare at herself. She frowned when she saw her nipples sticking out from the white shirt.

"Darn! This is so embarrassing. I regret entering the shower without taking off my clothes. Now look at me wearing clothes without underwear," Jasmine said unhappily.

"I wonder how I am gonna face him dressed like this," Jasmine said muttered. Just then she heard the creaking sound of the door. Knowing that Jackson wanted to come out of the bathroom Jasmine dashed out of the bedroom.

Jackson was so relieved when he did not see Jasmine inside the bedroom. After combing his hair and neatly parting it, he changed into a pair of black trousers and a black short sleeve shirt. He went out to meet her after he was done dressing up. When he entered the sitting-room he met her sitting on the couch folding her legs. He wondered why she was hugging the brown pillow so tightly.

"Hi," Jasmine said when she noticed him standing beside her.

"While waiting for you, I switched on your TV, I hope you don't mind?" Jasmine asked politely. Hearing her speak so politely made Jackson feel so uncomfortable.

"Hmmm...," Jackson trailed as he sat beside her. After Jackson sat down none of them uttered a word, they just focused their gaze on the television. Although it looked like they were watching the television, the truth was their mind was somewhere else. If someone asked both of them to narrate the scenes none of them would be able to utter a word about it.

"Should I change the channel to something else?" Jasmine asked as she picked the remote and changed the channel. She did not know that the next channel will be worst than the previous one.