Bassem waited patiently for Jass to speak up, but when she didn’t say anything, he sighed. “Is it that hard to say? Or are you trying to come up with a good story?”
“Neither; I’m just tired. Can we delay it?” He nodded.
“Okay, I will wait. I must tell our sick-worried mother that you are awake but want to rest, or she will give me an earful of scolding next thing in the morning.”
“Know what you mean; you should take some rest too; you look like a zombie.”
Bassem gasped dramatically. “I look perfect—a little bit tired, but still dashing. You should examine your eyes, baby, sis.”
Jasmine laughed at his statement. “Ah, my head, you are making it worse. Come on, leave me to rest. Goodnight love.”
Bassem smiled and teasingly said, “Eww, it came from the wrong person; only my future wife i
