By the time I had processed what I agreed to it was almost time for me to head up to Jackson's apartment. I had decided on wearing a sweater dress, something that doesn't showcase my breast even though his mother did not seem bothered by it. I put on a pair of heels and fixed up my hair a bit before going up to Jackson's place. I was about to raise my fist to the door and knock when the door opened. Jackson stood tall towering over me. He looked like he had showered and he was now wearing a tight black long sleeve shirt that clings to him and his jeans hugged his thighs. I cleared my throat as I plastered on a smile. "Come inside you wouldn't want to keep my mother waiting," he said as he stepped aside averting his eyes as I walked inside as I was about to walk further I stopped and turne
