blood flood minds

3

smut ahead for next two chapters

"Maybe no one knows who he is "she sighed knowing that she won't be able to go out if she thought everyone was watching her. You looked at the clock and noticed how long you had been working the ,day had been exhausting there's no denying it, and the only thing to possibly make it worse?

"C'mon, there's a place not far away," james pips out of breath
"Why can't we just get a taxi there?" she ask, caring of her tone, how soft she was speaking
"Because.." He spoke

He's been quite ever since he picked me up. It wasn't like it was a bad day, he had barely been away from her for for seven hours, but this is a problem. He got bored after 5 minutes.

Bags slung over her shoulders, jasmine follows james down the street. This, gladly a place jasmine knew well thanks to wanda living across the road from her exact position,jasmine struts slowly next to him breathing the not so fresh air. james turns to face her while sliding his gloved hand into jasmine's. he knows what he's doing, and he's admirable with it. The way he carries his title, so graciously aids those who need him, all with a stoic resolve. He's a good boss, that's an irrefutable fact, and jasmine can't belive that she's with him , socially.

Dusk is long gone, night time in full bloom, stars scattering around the sky like tiny sprinkles, smudges of light to guide them through the night, only a thin crescent moon available to them in the far distance. The enveloping navy of the night sky meets the dark hues of James's all black suite , walking only a pase in front of her, she looked at him admiring features that she didn't notice this morning .

It doesn't take long for a relatively small building to come into view, small for a restaurant. No bigger than the deli that they had just walked passed , an orange glow bleeding out the entrance.

His shoulders rigid, his posture as straight as a rod, he stalks through the front doors and up to the front desk .

"'hello, ma'am " he says, softly.

"How many people, Sir?"

He casts a glance towards you, slides those pretty blue eyes of his, and looks back. "Two."

"What kind of table was it , sir?"

"The one with two seats, and the round table with flowers and candle around the area."He hushed yest loud enough for jasmine to still hear.

James grinds his ridiculously defined jaw so aggressively, you can almost hear the bones crunching, grating together.

"Hey, are you ok?" you whisper, rubbing his bulky shoulder yet not wanting to be too comfortable, straightening his resolve, and meeting the woman's gaze . "Mr.James Barnes your table is this way" she says holding out her hand to the table and the other sliding on James's arm .

You roll your eyes, biting back the anger of the woman who can clearly see this is supposed to be a date , jasmine stayed positively quiet and zoned out as he organises the table more. Pulling out her seat.

He walked across the table sliding his gloved hand across it and then pulling his seat out . He never has once taken off his gloves .Not even a glance of skin has jasmine seen on his arm.

The room was special. Red curains grace the walls, behind them vast paintings of areas around the world, the table decorated with white candles and rose petals along with a vase filled with red roses in the most beautiful bouquet.

"I'll be back in a second,I just want to go to the bathroom" she say slowly standing as James's blue eyes follow her movements.

The bathroom is nice, too, just white. All porcelain white: floor, walls, sinks, with only the mirrors and stalls being slightly shimmering in the light.