"What are you waiting for?" Jasmine Yale tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and gazed at him with bright eyes. "I already have a child, I'm okay with it. But you? You're not getting any younger, can't keep waiting forever."
"..." Sylvan Cheney's smile froze for a moment. "You're right, I have nothing at all."
Jasmine Yale paused in surprise. "Do you really have to pursue me? You're amazing, no matter where you go in the future, you'll have endless opportunities. And me, I've got nothing. If..."
"Yes, I do have to pursue you, any objections?" Sylvan Cheney interrupted her, dissatisfied.
"No objections."
"I haven't had time to pack my suitcase yet, can you help me with that?" Sylvan Cheney asked. "I saw you bought some groceries, perfect timing, I can cook for you."
"I didn't agree to be your girlfriend."
"I can be really good to you, trust me."
"Really?" Jasmine Yale looked at him, and for some reason, her eyes felt a bit moist, maybe it was the wind.
