Jasmine’s POV
This moment. I and him. A bar. Drinks. I had a feeling that something was repeating itself. My cheeks blushed immediately. My heartbeat fastened. I turned my head towards him and I saw the warmest eyes I had ever seen in my life. He was smiling. Not smirking. I was transported to that first night we had. I suddenly remembered everything we had talked about. How we had talked about everything and nothing precisely. I remember the feeling I had that night. I never wanted it to end. And then what? I was stupid. I closed myself in my safe bubble. I never called him back. He was so open to this. He was so ready to get to know me more. I probably shouldn’t have slept with him. That was too early. Or it wasn’t. I don’t know. What I knew now is that I would give myself another chanc
