"And where is Jack, shouldn't the two of you have been on the dance floor now?" Rose asked harmlessly as she searched the hall for Jackson.

"Yeah, you are right. I should have been the one in his arms dancing with him but some lady from nowhere came and take my position. I am so pissed. I feel like pulling her hair until she screams out in anguish," Jane said menacingly with clenched teeth as she clasped her fists.

"Who took your position? You are getting me confused here," Rose said as she follows the angry lady's line of sight. When she saw Jackson in the arms of another woman, she did not need anyone to tell her why her best friend looks angry.

Jane has always been in love with Jackson since childhood. She was watching at a corner when Jane confessed her feelings for him when they were all in high school. That means she is well aware of her best friend's love for the aloof guy who has never spare her best friend a glance. He has rejected her so many times to the point that she has lost count of it. If it was some other ladies they would have given up after the first rejection. And even not the first rejection maybe the second, third or fourth but her best friend still kept hoping that someday he will realise her feelings for him. It had been over ten years after his first rejection but she still hasn't given up.

"What is Jasmine doing with Jack? How do they know each other and why is Jack acting so romantic with her?" Rose asked as she shifted her gaze to Jane. She wanted to find a partner and go rock the dance floor but with her friend in this mood, she couldn't leave her in this condition.

"I don't know why Jack and the guys are hanging out with a lady like her. And the worst thing is that they seem to get along well. The most annoying thing is that he even let her cook for him in his home," Jane said as she approached a table and sat on a seat. Rose followed her closely.

"Jackson let her into his mansion and not only that he let her enter his kitchen and cook for him? How is that possible? When did this happen?" Rose asked in looking very confused. She couldn't connect the knots. Everything Jane told her sounded so confusing. It did not only sound confusing but also impossible. They all grew up together so she knows Jackson's attitude very well.

"The day I came back from my business trip without even resting, I went to Jack's house wanting to surprise him but guess who I saw?" Jane asked angrily as she shot the smiling Jasmine a murderous glance.

"Who did you see?" Rose asked curiously. The two ladies paid no attention to those staring at them. They were too busy trying to vent out their anger by talking to care about their stares.

"Jasmine Avans of course. And can you guess what she was wearing??" Jane asked. The mere thought of that day made her blood boil in fury.

"She was wearing denim shorts and an off-shoulder cropped top. Can you imagine that?" Jane asked as she glared daggers at Jasmine. Back on the dance floor, Jasmine brought her mouth closer to Jackson's ears.

"Your fiance has been staring at us. The look on her face says she can kill me right now. Your plan is a success right?" Jasmine whispered into his ears. She deliberately did not pull out to make the lady staring at them get even more furious.

"She is not my fiance so stop calling her that because the sound of you calling her my fiance irritates me," Jackson said trying not to sound very furious.

"What exactly did she do that you can't stand hearing anyone call her name? You are even denying the fact that she is your fiance...,"

"I said she is not my fiance. I will leave here if you call her my fiance again. I am serious about it," Jackson said coldly as he stopped dancing.

"Ok, I won't say it again so stop transferring your aggression on me because I am not the one who got you upset," Jasmine said before they resumed dancing again.

Jasmine and Jackson were the envy of everyone on the dance floor. The beauty of their dance and their chemistry was something out of this world. Everyone present at the party misunderstood them for a couple.

After having a few glasses of wine, Jasmine visited the restroom. Inside the restroom, she heard slurps and suppressed moans coming out from the next room close to hers.

Why do I always have this bad luck each time I visit the restroom? Being fed dog food each time I use the restroom has gotten out of hand. It's not funny anymore.

Jasmine who was done relieving herself thought as she came out of the room. Taking a closer look at the door the sound comes from she saw that the door wasn't locked.

Curious to see what was going on there she approached the door. She slightly gave the brown door a push. When the door opened she saw a man and a woman kissing inside the tiny space restroom. The lady was pressed against the wall with her two hands pinned on the wall. Her long orange dress has been unzipped so that it falls on her waist leaving her upper body nude. Her bouncy breast was tightly squeezed by the man whose head was buried in her right shoulders. After looking closely she recognised the lady to be the same lady who danced with Steve some moment ago before he suddenly disappears. The two couples were too immense in their intimacy to realise that someone was watching them.

The moment she stretched her hand to close the door the guy raised his head. She was momentarily shocked when she got a glimpse of the guy's face.