My Father's Boss

Chapter 18 Mother

It was too late.

Both Jasmine and Killian had been too busy to even realize what happened next. Jasmine was so fully consumed in pleasure that she had completely forgotten that both Aspin and Cage were still parked outside, waiting for the okay to come in.

That being said, when Killian's bedroom door slammed open, revealing a crazed 18 year old girl, followed by an amused man child, Jasmine was more than horrified.

There she lied, naked. Killian aimlessly trying to cover his girlfriend's body with his own and to Cage's amusement, Aspin's discomfort, and Jasmine's horror, miserably failing.

"Get the hell out!" Killian shouted, as his younger brother stood back and watched them with amused eyes.

Aspin turned her body away, trying to focus on anything  that wasn't her best friend or her boyfriend. When Aspin caught wind of Cage's wondering eyes trailing over to her best friend, she grabbed took hold of his hand and easily pulled him away, slamming the door behind them.

"We'll be outside!" Killian and Jasmine heard

Killian looked down at his girl, and watched as her lips slowly extended. Her pink cheeks rising. She slowly raised her hands up to her face, covering her eyes and shaking her head as they both irrupted it into a fit of giggles. Killian slow rumble, extended from deep inside of him. He leaned down kissing her for head, feeling her body vibrate underneath him.

"Don't worry and take your time. Stay here and I'll go entertain them for a bit. When you're ready come down." Killian said, after they had calmed down

He got up and picked up hid discarded bottoms from off the floor. He stretched loudly, leaning back over the bed and kissing Jasmine one last time, before walking out the door.

Jasmine laid in the bed alone, looking up at the ceiling. She remembered the mortifying memory of her friend and her boyfriend's younger brother barging into the room. Again she laughed, covering her blushing face with her right arm as she shook her head. She must've look so surprised.

Jasmine reach down to grab the thin blanket to cover her body. As she got off the bed she took a took in the room. Heat rushed up to her face. The room was a mess. Blankets on the floor, pillows scattered around the room, the bedspread torn from the sides of the mattress. The room smelt of sex.

Jasmine took a deep breath, search the room for her clothing and quickly tugged on every piece of cloth. After that she ran into Killian's bathroom quickly checked her hair, which was a madded mess and pulled it into a neat pony tail. After she was done, she cleaned up Killian's bedroom as best she could and walked out, closing the door behind her.

She made her way down the hall, hearing Killian and Cage arguing. They both went silent, as the door opened and closed. Aspin must have come up with an excuse to leave the room and give them some privacy.

Something caught Jasmine's attention as she made it to the end of the stairs. It was a bookshelf. Little trinkets propped up here and there. She wondered how she could've missed it the first time she was going up. But as she got closer, she realize that there were picture frames. Pictures of Cage and Killian, when they were kids. Their unmistakable icy blue eyes, bright and full of curiosity. Their arms hanging around the others neck. Big toothy smiles on each of their faces. Even then they were beautiful.

As she looked to the side, she saw Killian, probably 16 or 17. The muscles and broad shoulders she was now all too familiar with were barely developed. The beard that now kissed his chin was barely stubble. He was tall and lanky. He looked different, but his eyes were still the same. His head was shaved, hair down in a short buzz cut. Next to him stood an older version of Killian.

A man with the same colored eyes as Killian and Cage. His hair as dark as his sons. He was as  tall as Killian, maybe a couple of inches taller. The smile that touched Killian's face was absent on his father's face.

Killian and the man who Jasmine assumed was his father in the picture, looked very much so alike. The only difference was their eyes. Where Killian's eyes were full of life, his fathers were lost. His, cold and lacking any sort of excitement.

As her eyes traveled to the other photographs, she heard a woman's voice. It was muffled and quiet. Nothing she could describe or make out.  It was probably Aspin who had come back in to ask for her. As her eyes traveled down the bookshelf, she saw the picture of a woman. A woman that she had seen before.

Jasmine's mouth went dry, her throat tightened. Her heart beat quickened. It felt as if it would burst from her chest. Her hands reached out for the photograph, stored in an elegant silver frame, engraved with flowers.

The woman with long dark hair, and bright eyes hugged Killian at the waist. Her wide dimpled smile and big blue eyes, were something that made Jasmine feel as if she had multiple people pressing down on her chest. She took hold of the frame, her fingers squeezing, until her knuckles turned white. She felt as if the front would shatter at any given moment.

Walking over to the living room, where she was sure Killian, Cage, and Aspin were, she made her way into the white room, only to find Aspin, covering her mouth with her hands. Her eyes wide with Horan confusion. Killian and cage both looking as confused as children, watching an argument of donuts they didn't understand. But when Jasmine saw what Aspin was so captivated by, she was sure that nothing would ever be the same.

"Jasmine?" She heard, not sure who it had come from.

The young woman swallowed multiple times, trying to get some moisture into her throat. To say something, anything, but nothing happened. It wasn't until her eyes met Killian's, that she knew what to say. She looked back at the woman standing an elegant clothes, her brown hair curled over her shoulders. Her eyes decorated with neutral eyeshadow, full lashes, long enough to touch her brow bone. Her full lips covered fully with a dusty rose color, opened in an attempt to say something, but Jasmine beat her to it.

"Mother?"

(Authors note)

I'm sorry, I know I say that every time I update, since thy are so far apart. But I can't say it enough.

I'm sorry it's been so long, but I hope the chapter was satisfying.

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~Katie Xx