CHAPTER 60

'You're honestly sounding like a selfish bitch at this very moment, Jasmine Blackman. What I did, I did it for the life inside of you and I have no regrets for going behind your back and telling Evan THE TRUTH. You're only thinking about yourself and not the baby. You should be damn happy that Evan wants to apart of the baby's life and not throwing you under the bus about Bradley." She left the room with a frown on her face and I knew she was not about the come back in here and help me pack. I packed light. Grabbing some clothing and items I'll be needing for a night or two at his place, I tossed everything into a carry-on bag and held it in my hand. I moved towards the living room where Zenia was sitting and looking at the TV. I said nothing more to her. I pushed through the front door and walked back to Evan's car. He was there, talking to my mother. Big smiles on both their faces and she hugged him as I walked up to them. 'Mom. I'll be moving in with Evan for a little bit," I said in a whimper. I was already defeated and it made no sense fighting Evan on this. 'I'll miss you but I can drop by at anytime and visit you," she replied and gave me a big bear hug. Evan and I was heading towards his place. 'What about my job?" I asked him, looking over in his direction for his reaction. 'What about it?" he asked, eyes on the road. 'I have to show up for my job or else I'll get fired." 'And you need that job..because?" 'Because I need a source of income! Just as you have Hollen Tower for your source of income!" He chuckled which made me upset. He was taking me as a joke. 'You can kiss that job goodbye," he replied. The rest of the car ride was in silence but I wasn't about to let him had the last saying with matters in my personal life anymore. This was my life! Mine! Who does Evan Hollen think he is? We pulled up to his marvellous mansion which stood on a lust green environment. His place was fenced and security guards roamed the premises. He drove up to the front entrance and stopped for a while to allow a guard to open the doors of what looked like a car storage building. It was designed with a big glass window display and had his initial engraved on it. All his cars were visible. Twenty cars in total. All expensive and looked brand new. I stood by the main door to his house. He came out his car garage and walked up to me with a smile on his face and eyeing the carry-on-bag in my hands. 'That's all you packed?" he asked. 'Yes. I'm not spending forever here." He raised his eyebrows in a questioning look. 'I'm only spending one week here. Tops!" I added in quickly. Evan folded his arms in front of him and I rolled my eyes before looking away. 'You wish to test me?" he asked, taking a step closer to me. I didn't shift. He held my head gently to face him. His touch lit the fuse in my body and I felt weak all over again. Damn you Evan! 'You're not an examination although you could be as difficult as one. So yes, I do wish to test you," I answered. I wanted to test him in the bed again. Every inch of my body was craving for him. His manly scent hit my nostrils and my body was drawing in his heat. My kitty danced and twitched in my underwear as wild thoughts flooded my mind. He moved away from me and pushed open the double doors. I followed very close behind, containing myself and erasing all the crazy ideas from my head. Spectacular was an understatement on describing his place. Expensive furniture and paintings decorated a huge white painted living room. A big chandelier hung in the ceiling and staircases that looked like it led to heaven. I was captured by this beauty all over again. I didn't admire the mansion this much the last time I was here. The maids were about doing their duties. A delicious scent came playing around and I immediately got hungry. Food! I remembered Evan room being upstairs and it was the biggest room in the house. I turned to the direction he was standing in but he had already disappeared so I took on my own and went upstairs. I moved left then right then took another left and got lost. I retraced my steps and went right then took a left and found myself in his master bedroom. I flung myself down onto the bed and snuggled up to the pillows. Fleshly cleaned sheets were the best and the scent of his bedroom was so enticing and comforting. I could definitely get use to this. I placed my carry-on bag on a centre table and went to use his bathroom. I was peeing a lot lately. 'JASMINE!" I heard his voice calling my name. 'I'm in here!" I called back. I flushed, washed my hands, towel dried it and went back into the bedroom. He was standing there, folded arms and an impatient tapping foot. 'What are you doing?" he asked me. 'I was... umm... I was getting situated," I stuttered. 'Get situated in your own bedroom... which is downstairs." He pointed downwards.