His Love For Me [MINOR Editing]

Chapter 12

Author's note: Ignore any mistakes you see. Once again, too lazy to edit.

Chapter 12-

JASMINE:

"Jasmine, hurry the hell up in there! I'm not about to be late for work because of you!"

I rolled my eyes at the sound of Ken's impatient voice through the thin wooden door, then rinsed myself from the lavender scented body wash I had washed myself with for the third time today. I was really getting aggravated with this never-ending attitude he had so happened to get ever since the big blowout between him and Stefan. It had been two weeks since that day occurred, and yet, he was still taking all his frustration out on me because of this silly ass idea he had in his mind about Stefan taking an interest in me.

To say, when he first admitted that to me, I was immediately appalled. I couldn't believe that he even had the right mind to say that to my face. Out of everyone, he knew Stefan and I were just good college friends who would never be more, so I honestly didn't get why he thought he liked me.

But, even if Stefan did take an interest in me, why would he? He had a beautiful, gorgeous, twenty- seven year old, independent woman who loved, and trusted him like no other woman would ever think about doing. A relationship with her was like having a relationship with a close best-friend; it was fun and adventurous. Even I, at times, longed for a relationship like theirs. It was just so cute to watch, it was beginning to make me sick. But, by the way Ken had been acting lately, I had a feeling we were heading down south.

"Jasmine, what the fuck are you doing in there?" he yelled some more, this time with a loud bang through the door.

Shrieking from the unexpected noise, I immediately turned off the now semi-warm shower header off, then grabbed my towel that was bent through the shower door, and dried myself. As soon as I made sure that majority of the water droplets on me were absorbed, I eased towards the door, then ebbraced myself for what tantrum he was going to throw next.

"Damn, it took you long enough," he replied as soon as I entered the attached master's bedroom. I ignored him though, just like how I had been doing ever since I came to spend some time with him at his place. Since Stefan had been staying down at Chantel's for some time, I figured that since I didn't want to be alone, I'd go ahead and spend some time with Ken, too, before his bitchy attitude had joined.

"Well, at least I'm at now, so you don't have to complain anymore, Ken," I said, before I grabbed the Pantene bottle from the shelf.

He sucked his teeth. "Yeah whatever, just hope your ass don't make me late for work."

I sighed, but didn't dare to respond. For I just knew that if I did, another feud would break out between us like it had been doing ever since I had come to spend the three days with him. All I just wanted to do was hurry up, and get dressed for work. I couldn't stand to be around Ken's abrasive behavior for a second more.

As soon as he entered the shower, closing the door behind him, I got up from the mattress, and walked towards my sleep-in bag to retrieve my undergarments, and a selection of clothes I was planning on wearing today. After I made sure I was properly lotioned, I grabbed a pair of black laced panties with a matching bra, and stumbled upon a pair of black skinny jeans with a plaid patterened vintage top.