Pamela emerged from the bathroom to find Jason on the bed, smoking a post-coital cigarette. There was an unusual seriousness in his expression, and the emotions in his eyes were hard to decipher.
She walked over, snatched the phone from his hand, and snapped, "Who told you to look at my phone?"
Jason extinguished the cigarette and pulled her into his embrace. The faint smell of tobacco mingled with her bath fragrance, filling his senses.
"You're going on a blind date?"
Pamela replied casually, "This drama wraps up next week. I'll find a chance to break up with you and then follow my family's arrangement to go on a blind date." Her confirmation caused Jason's expression to darken. He tightened his grip around her.
"Pamela, you shameless woman. You've used me up, and now you're going on
