When Ian finally made it to Jasmine's room, he didn't knock. He entered to find Jasmine looking at a mirror, most likely anxiously waiting for him.
"Ian!" Jasmine said, jumping back in surprise.
"You wanted to see me?" Ian asked in a cold tone as he kept Jasmine at arm's length.
"Yes." Jasmine spoke in the most seductive way she could, running her fingers from her neck to her ample cleavage, hoping to entice Ian.
"So? What did you want to speak about?" Ian asked Jasmine, making sure his tone was not as cold as it normally was towards her.
Picking up on the change, Jasmine became bolder. She was probably hoping that Ian was tired of remaining loyal to Nicole and wanted to be satisfied for the night.
She took a step closer and pretended to trip.
As a reflex, Ian quickly caught her, he felt as her breasts brushed against his arm, but it did nothing for him.
"Thank you." Jasmine said as she batted her eyes at Ian.