Chapter 6
When Camila got home. Jasmin was already out of the shower, lounging on the couch, munching on watermelon and cracking up at a variety showe
on TV.
The second she saw Camila walk in, soaked from the rain with her violin clutched in her arms, Jasmin shot up, took the instrument from her hands. and nudged her toward the bathroom. “Shower first. Fll make you some peppermint tea, Jasmin said.
“Okay” Camila mumbled before closing the door behind her.
Twenty minutes later, i
the came out
cut toweling her hair–only to find Jaumin staring at the umbrella Johnathon had given her, lost in thought.
Camila walked over, nabbing at her damp hair. “What are you staring at Something wrong with the umbrella!”
“The umbrella’s fine. The guy behind it, not so much” Jasmin vid.
Hah!” Camila blinked, confused
Jasmin grabbed her wrist and pulled her down onto the couch. Be honest. A guy gave this to you, right?”
Camila’s eyes widened. “How’d you know?”
J
Jasmin gave her a smug litle smile. This thing screams minimalist bachelor. Cold and aloof, just like the man who owns it
Camila was momentarily speechless. Seriously! She can tell someone’s entire personality just by looking at an umbrella?” she thought
then she remembered Johnathon’s absurdly handsome face and figured he didn’t really give off the cold type vibe after all.
Jasmin narrowed her eyes when Camila stayed quiet. “So what, you got another guy in the picture now?” Jasmin asked.
Camilla blinked. “What are you talking about? I just got out of one hellhole, you think I’m dumb enough to jump straight into another? He was just helping out. That’s all
“Helping our” Jasmin clearly didn’t buy that for a second. She clicked her tongue. “Doesn’t sound that simple to me. I mean, look at you–you’re
I swear, that guy’s definitely got an agenda”
“Don’t make it sound like that. Today was only the second time we met. If it weren’t for him caking the hik during that car crash last time. I’d probably be dead by now.”
“So he the one who uved your life?”
“Yeah, it was him”
ally have a shot.
Jasmin got even more excited. “A life–saving meet–cut Girl, that’s fate. You two might really
Camila let out a groan totally done with her.
The next morning, a shrill ringtone shattered the silence, dragging Camila out of her sleep. Half–asleep, she fumbled for her phone and answered poppily, “Hello”
“Sull sleeping, huh.” A familiar voice came through the speaker, instantly jolting her wide awake.
Her eyes few open. She shot up from the bed like a spring. “Mr. Moone?”
“Well, you still recognize my voice. Cuess you haven’t forgotten me yet,” the middle aged man on the phone teased with a chuckle. “Got time to grab a bite!”
Camila’s eyes lit up. “Absolutely. Whatever time works for you,”
“Alright next you the time and place in a bit.”
The second the call ended. Camila rolled around in bed like an overexcited kid, unable to contain herself.
“What’s going on? Is something wrong?” Jasmin was in the middle of brushing her teeth when she heard the commotion. She rushed in, toothpaste foam still clinging to her lips.
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Excited. Camila jumped out of bed and ran over to hug her. “Jasmin, sweetie, Mr. Moone’s back in the country. He just called me.”
“Mr. Moone?” Jasmin froze, her voice muffled by the toothpaste. “You mean that world–famous violinist you used to talk about nonstop Brenden Moone!”
“Yes, that’s him,” Camila was thrilled. “I can’t believe he’s back and he actually called me. I thought he was still mad at me and just cut me off for
pood
“Are you kidding?” Jasmin said. “You’re one of his best students. Mr. Moone should be thrilled to see you again.”
Camila nodded, determination flaring in her eyes. “I’m gonna be at my absolute best when I see him today”
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