Jasmine's POV
I heard 'cut' as I grabbed my water bottle, muscles aching from hours of repetition. My costume clung to my skin, damp with sweat, but the exhaustion felt earned. Good, even.
"Beautiful work today." Dominic appeared beside me, offering a towel with that easy smile that made my stomach flutter despite my best efforts.
"Thanks." I took the towel, dabbing at my neck while carefully avoiding his gaze. The warmth in his eyes always made something twist uncomfortably in my chest.
"Dinner?" He leaned against the wall, casual but hopeful. "There's this new place downtown I've been wanting to try. Supposed to have the best seafood in Vexley."
"I can't tonight." The words came out too quickly, and I saw the flicker of disappointment cross his face before he masked it. "I have some
