Jasper employed all of his will power to keep himself from hurrying over to the east bay and getting in line for a fruity, frozen drink. But he’d already come across as super-forward, and he didn’t need to be perceived as desperate too.
Not only that, but the rain had decided to make a huge entrance that morning, and soon after Sasha went radio silent on their texts, the sky darkened and the bad weather rolled in.
With nothing to look forward to except an uncomfortable call with his father later that evening, Jasper felt like a caged tiger. He paced from the French doors at the back of the house to the front lobby where he left Sasha’s cleaning list each day, Frankie right on his heels.
Jacqueline wouldn’t be in today, and Jasper could literally spend all day cooped up in the house by h
