“Fine, but we will still have a talk about duty. Now, who’s the other dirt bag?” Logan grumbled and he smiled.
Where R.D. kept his thoughts to himself, Logan was very vocal.
Jasmine shook her head. “Nope, you have to tell me something about yourself now, before I go on.” She glanced back at him. “Like is the mother of your son still around here?”
He stiffened, but she did have a right to know. “No, she found her mate and moved up north. But as I said before, there are a few women in our pack that will be a little put out, but they’ll come around.” R.D. kissed the side of her neck.
“Do you think she could have anything to do with your son missing?”
“No, she was as crushed as I was. We’ll find him eventually and when I do, they’ll pay.” He glanced over at Logan and smiled. “You’re turn, bro,” R.D. smiled and he moaned.
“There are two women from the pack that I’ve seen on and off over the years. Lisa and Greta, but not to worry, I’ll talk with them.”
“No, if this is going to happen between us, you two are going to have to allow me to deal with the others. Even though my mom does not think I can take care of myself, she will soon see how wrong she is.”
“So who was the second man in your life?” Logan asked, and she grunted.
“He’s my martial arts instructor. That man can move both in and out of well…you know,” Jasmine looked down at her hands.
“You’re still seeing him?” R.D. stilled waiting for her to answer.
“No, that part of our relationship ended last year. I see another instructor at the place since it was awkward after I broke it off. Seems I wasn’t the only one he was so-called teaching,” she shrugged. “So now you know about the two men I dated, are you happy? Does it help?” she asked and he sighed.
“Jasmine, we want to know all about you, not just the men that were in your life. Now, tell us about your company? What do you do that father knows nothing about?” R.D. asked.
“I heard that and we will be talking when you are done,” his father shouted from the bedroom.
“Damn it, I thought they left,” she sat up straight. “You don’t think he heard about Daman, do you?” she asked him, but didn’t have to say a word.
“Yes, I heard every damn word, young lady,” Cole shouted out.
“Son of a bitch,” Jasmine jumped up and would have fallen backwards if R.D. hadn’t caught her. Her legs had instantly given out beneath her.
“Easy baby, we told you you’re not ready to stand up yet. And don’t worry about Dad. Come on, we have to wash your hair.” For the next half hour Logan and R.D. shared their lives growing up on the ranch, trying to calm her while they washed her hair and her body.
By the time they stepped out of the tub and dried her off, no one was in the bedroom. There was no mistake, his stepfather would have a few choice words with her former guards.
“He’s calling them, isn’t he?” Jasmine asked as he placed her down on the bed.
“What do you want to put on, PJ’s or get fully dressed?” Logan asked from across the room as R.D. handed her a protein drink.
She eyed the drink, then looked over at Logan. “My purple dress. It slips on nice and it’s comfortable. This better not taste like donkey crap,” she mumbled and gulped the drink down fast, holding her breath just in case.
He laughed, handing her the next one when she was finished. “One more Princess, then we’ll take you downstairs.”
“Are you going to stay with me all day? Don’t you have stuff to do, a ranch to run?” Jasmine asked, taking the next drink and gulping it down like the first one. “I hope that is the last one. They weren’t bad, but I sure wouldn’t buy them.” She shivered and handed him the empty glass.
“Just today, you need to drink two at each meal. Is this the dress you were talking about?” Logan asked coming over with a purple dress.
“Yep, that’s it.” She held out her hand and Logan shook his head.
“I’ll do this.” Logan slipped the dress over her head as he reached down and took the towel from her.
“I’ll get her brush. We can do her hair downstairs. I’m sure Dad is waiting for us.” R.D. said, grabbing the brush on his way out the door. He moved quickly, wanting to speak with his father before Jasmine came down.
Sure enough, as they were walking into the family room, his father was yelling at the man Jasmine had dated, Daman.
“That is my fucking daughter, what the hell were you thinking messing with her?” Cole snarled as he grabbed Daman up by the shirt, ready to rip the man into shreds.
“You might want to put him down, Dad. Jasmine is on her way down and we have a bigger issue here. Did you know she started her own business?” He asked both his father and Daman.
“What? That girl has a lot to explain.” Cole dropped Daman.
“Daman, did you hear her mention anything about it?” R.D. asked as he took a seat on the sofa watching the man.
Daman stayed where he was, looking back and forth between him and Cole. “She told all of us about her business. Jasmine is very proud of what she has accomplished and we all offered her suggestions. Last I heard, she has over six properties she is renting out, and her online business has taken off like hot cakes. Did you know she majored in business? She has three people
