After looking for some time at the ceiling, he pushed her down on the bed softly and got up instantly. Wearing his clothes, he sat down on the sofa and took out a cigarette from the packet which was on the tea table. He lit up the cigarette with the aid of a lighter and sucked the life into it, narrowing his eyes. He leaned back on the sofa, exhaling the smoke. The room filled with the aroma of the cigarette. Jasmine Brown pulled up the blanket, covered her body, and sat up-on the bed. She looked at him curiously, waiting for his response. Running his hand through the hair, Daniel Brooke asked “Why are asking this now? I am living with you in your mansion, isn’t it enough? I can’t think about marriage now. I need some more time.”
He continued smoking without looking at her. Disappointed, Jasmine Brown asked “But it’s more than one year now. How much time do you need?”
