Right thing to do

Bluff and taunt

The tour ended.
Back home.
Back to reality.

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After two days of just sleeping all day recharging and adjusting back to being less busy, Brett had time to think about things.

Sure he'd want to go on another tour, but he'll need all the help he could get. That they should shoot tons of advanced videos, doing those during the tour itself was hardcore multitasking. And that he should practice more.

About the thing that he had with Eddy... 'I know it's there. We both feel it.' Brett thought. How about Jasmine? 'I'm sure I still feel the same about her.' Which one weighs more? 'Am I two-timing right now?' Scared by his own thoughts, Brett went to see his brother.

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Leaning on the door frame, the medical robe-clad Yang asked doubtfully, "Do you have an appointment?" He put his hands on his front pockets as he waits for the other to answer.

"Yeah. 10:30 AM." Brett answered as a matter of factly.

"Does he really?" Older Yang said, cocking his head to the direction of his assistant inside the office.

The assistant checked her logbook. "Yes, sir."

The doctor raised a brow. "Are there others with more important reasons to be here that can make me some money on that list?" He said a little louder to make sure he is heard by the only person in the waiting area.

Brett literally face-palmed. He immediately thought that he's asking the wrong person for advice.

"Umm... Sir your brother is the last one for the morning shift."

"Sigh..." Dr. Yang felt defeated. "Ok, I'll be back after lunch."

The Yangs went to the coffee shop beside the clinic.

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Unlike when she's going on a date with Brett, Jasmine dressed up more. She wore red. For war. She's ready to fight. "At least if I accidentally kill him, a beautiful me is the last thing he'll see," Jasmine told herself as she examined her self on the full-length mirror. Satisfied with her look, she went out.

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Jasmine clutched her chest with a pained expression, took a deep breath and entered the restaurant. She was there to meet someone she doesn't want to talk to, but she wanted to confirm something. 'For a snake, he sure has manners.' Jasmine thought as she saw the person she's meeting sat alone at the corner of the restaurant with coffee at hand. Even she arrived half an hour late, fashionably late. She joined him.

"How's the tour, Eddy?" Asked Jasmine as she sat down on the seat in front of him.

"It's good, all good. Thank God it went on smoothly." He answered in all honesty.

"Why just good, isn't it want you've always wanted?" She heavily emphasized the word.

"Yes, of course, this is what we've always wanted," Eddy answered copying her tone. "What's with the other thing you are hinting?" Eyed her as he takes a sip from his cup.

Jasmine let out a soft sigh. "Ever since Brett came back, we've done..." She eyed Eddy, "lots of stuff." Jasmine slowly touched her neck. "And it's so good." Still looking at Eddy. "No, better..."

"I don't have any interest in your sex life, Jasmine," Eddy said with a straight face.

"Being too good at it is a kind of apology, like..." A mischievous smile crept on her lips, "he is guilty of something."

"Put more trust in Brett, Jasmine!" Eddy almost shout. "There is no other woman, I swear! I'm always with him, I'm sure there is no--"

"What if it's a man?" She cut him off.

Eddy's words left him. He didn't know what expression he made.

Jasmine examined Eddy. Smiled. Bingo. "You think I don't know you, Eddy?" She leaned over to him. "I keep my friends close, enemies closer."

"You sure do like your quotes." Eddy retorted back.

"Hell yeah, I do!" Jasmine grabbed his face with one hand.

It surprised Eddy.

"A friendly reminder," Jasmine brought her face closer, "fish are caught in the mouth." She said looking him straight at the eyes. Then threw his head to the side. She stood up.

Eddy stayed silent. His bangs covered his eyes.

Looking down on Eddy, "You better stay away from Brett. I have evidence, Eddy." She threatened him then walked out. The sound of her high heels clicking on the hardwood floor of the restaurant echoed.