When you've found your place, I'll move back in."
"I thought we were still friends," she said sadly.
"We are," he confirmed.
"So what's wrong with being flatmates for a few weeks? You have your own room, I have mine. You don't need to stay with your parents."
He swallowed hard. Truth was, he planned to stay with Jasmine.
"I think it would be easier for us to adjust if I give you some space to be by yourself," he reasoned.
Hannah was quiet for a long moment. He hoped she wouldn't make too big a deal out of this.
"Okay," she finally conceded. "But you'll be around to help me find a place to move into?"
"Of course."
"You'd go with me to check them out? You know I trust you to see problems I wouldn't even notice."
"Sure. That's not a problem."
"Great. Thanks, Kane."
"Don't mention it," he said with a smile.
*******
*Hi, baby. All done. There was a bit of drama in the beginning but Hannah seems fine now.*
Kane stared at the ceiling as he waited for Jasmine's reply to his text. He was filled with relief that he'd finally sorted things out with Hannah. After her hysterical outburst, he was pleasantly surprised at how much Hannah had calmed down. It seemed she had accepted everything and was ready to move on.
Now he was free to be with Jasmine. They still needed to be careful not to let Hannah know about the two of them but there was little chance of being found out. In another two weeks, Jasmine would be going home to Melbourne. A couple of months after that, she'd be moving to Sydney permanently. By then, there would be no reason why Hannah couldn't know about Jasmine.
His phone vibrated.
*Glad to know. How are you?*
*Fine, thanks. Just a little exhausted. Oh, and I miss you.*
*Miss you too.*
He smiled, his tension easing just from texting with Jasmine. He wished he was with her—so he told her.
*I wish I was with you tonight. I need to hold you close.*
*Soon, honey. For tonight, just dream about me.*
*Remind me again why we decided not to see each other tonight?*
*Because we wanted to make sure Hannah was fine.*
*Right. Well, she seems to be so I will definitely see you tomorrow.*
*I wish tonight was already tomorrow.*
*You and me both, babe.*
*Goodnight, Kane.*
*Goodnight, Jaz.*
*******
A high-pitched scream woke Kane up and made him bolt out of his bed.
Hannah.
He ran to her room and flicked the light switch on. No one else was there, apart from her sitting up on the bed.
"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly as he sat beside her.
"Just a nightmare," she said weakly.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
She shook her head. "I … I can't remember much now."
"I'll get you some water," he offered.
"No, thanks," she responded, stopping him with a hand on his arm. "I don't want any."
"Are you okay now?" he asked softly.
"Yes," she said, smiling up at him.
She flicked her hair over her shoulder, making him look downwards. He noticed she was wearing a sheer nightie. Funny how she would choose to wear something like that on a cool night when she was all alone in bed. Oh well, it was none of his business. He just wanted to go back to sleep.
"I'm glad you're okay now. Do you need anything?"
"Um … nothing. Thank you."
"You scared me there for a second," he said as he got up to leave.
"Sorry. But it makes me feel better knowing you'll come when I need you."
He gave her a small smile as he left her room, feeling unsettled about the whole incident, especially her last words. He hoped Hannah wouldn't be too needy in the future.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Jasmine's heart skipped a beat as she let Kane into the house.
"Hi," he said, taking off his sunglasses and giving her a crooked, sinfully sexy smile as he stepped inside.
"Hi. You're early," she replied, a big grin splitting her face as she closed the door.
"Early? I wanted to be here yesterday, baby."
She laughed as she launched herself at him. They kissed sweetly for a long minute before she pulled away and held his face between her
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