The next morning Jasmine looked for her host during breakfast. When she didn’t find him she asked for him. No one had seen him. She didn’t know what she would say when she found him, but she needed to at least look into his eyes. Past that, she wasn’t sure what she wanted but she knew that whatever it was began with looking into his eyes.
The day progressed slowly. She would have swum on the beach, but with no swimsuit she didn’t dare. As she walked around the cay she collected smooth ocean glass and shells. She wanted a memory of this place when she returned to the mainland in two days, and with her virginity still firmly intact, she decided that trinkets might have to do.
Returning for lunch she didn’t find Jassar, nor did she find him during dinner. Again lying in bed, this time knowi
