Chapter 187: A Checkout Deal
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"So, where do you want to see? Apart from the pool party, the only noteworthy place is the Estate Hall where big events are held. There’s also the Health Centre—it has a gym, a notable yoga studio, and emergency care," Miles explained.
Jazmín swiftly rejected the idea. "Doesn’t sound fun. Let’s just drive around."
"Okay."
’Maybe... we could do it.’
"Who lives here?"
As they passed by a certain duplex, Jazmín quickly pointed at it and asked.
"Well, to be honest, I don’t know much about the estate, nor its residents."
After hearing his response, Jazmín didn’t think he was lying and readily admired the other buildings in silence.
But the silence didn’t stretch for long. Jazmín turned to Miles with a smile, checking him out without trying to hide it. She placed her elbow on the armrest and her chin on her knuckles as she scanned his arms in great detail.
"You know..." saying so, she paused. "You know, seeing you for the first time, I thought you were the cold, arrogant, and nonchalant type."
Twisting her lips into a playful smile, Jazmín leaned towards him to observe his expression.
The corners of Miles’ mouth twitched slightly at her first impression of him.
’What the fuck? I’m just trying to live a chill life. I don’t even bully anyone, nor have I ever rejected a girl before.’ He was about to say something against her impression but chose not to; instead, he simply glanced at her.
"So... what changed?" he asked, a look of interest on his face.
Jazmín appeared taken aback and then burst into a short laugh, her eyes scanning his face as if she were charmed. Eventually, she leaned closer again.
"I was wrong. You’re still arrogant, but with a sweet edge to it. You’re also loving, caring, and strong. I never thought I would see this side of you."
"Arrhh." She sighed and leaned back into her seat. The visual of Miles’ back as he stood before Becky and her daughter flashed in her head, prompting a sweet smile.
"Hum? Can I ask you a question?" She swiftly turned towards him.
Miles nodded.
"Okay, I know this is kind of personal. But I just wanted to know... Chloe, the girl you were at the party with. Are you two a thing? Sorry if I sound bitchy, though."
Miles glanced at Jazmín, his eyes properly taking in her appearance this time.
’Quite bold and direct.’ But he chose to respond, returning his gaze to the road.
"Yes. We just started dating."
"Oh..." Jazmín revealed a surprised look, catching an important detail in his words, and she quickly blurted it out without thinking. "How recently did you start dating?"
Miles didn’t bother glancing at her this time.
"About two nights ago."
Jazmín felt like she had swallowed a fly; shock and realization appeared in her pupils.
"On the night of the party?" she blurted incredulously, knowing that if these words were to get out, the whole school would go wild.
"Yes."
Hearing Miles’ response, Jazmín quickly calmed down, realizing a crucial factor.
’He boldly accepted that she’s his girlfriend... Is that to say he is interested in me?’
Despite her thoughts, Jazmín refused to back down just like that and threw another question at him.
"So tell me. Two days, huh? Do I still have a chance?" she asked in a jovial tone, testing the waters and making Miles realize her intentions.
Miles turned to her, forming a slightly speechless expression, and turned back to the road.
"Well, it depends."
Jazmín was stunned by his reply, and then a smile bloomed on her face. "Depends on what?" she piqued.
"If you’re trying to be my girlfriend, that seat has already been occupied. But if you want to, you can still have me on the condition that you’ll be solely mine."
Seeing him speak with such a straight face while giving her a contract-like agreement, Jazmín parted her mouth in shock, realizing she had underestimated how arrogant he was.
’And who goes about talking about cheating in such a manner?’
Even more strangely, she realized she didn’t feel repulsed or annoyed by his words, instead feeling like it was only natural.
After about ten seconds of marveling at his arrogance, Jazmín finally brought herself to speak.
"Wait, first of all, you’re very arrogant. Second of all, who goes around talking about cheating on their girlfriend in such a manner? And third of all, what do you mean, ’in return for having you, I get to be solely yours’? What kind of a bargain is that? Why can’t you be mine alone too?"
Jazmín pouted like she had heard something ridiculous.
Meanwhile, Miles was more stunned by her response, because her "third of all" threw the first and second in the trash, making him realize he had underestimated her interest in him.
"It isn’t cheating if she agrees to it. I’m sorry, but you can only belong to me afterward. Think of it as a harem."
"What the fuck?" Jazmín blurted in shock, reeling from the revelation and feeling utterly overwhelmed by it. "Chloe agreed to this? A harem?" What’s more, the possessiveness in his tone made her heart tremble with joy.
"Yeah," Miles replied as if it were a matter of fact, making Jazmín gnash her teeth.
She looked around and suddenly pointed ahead, next to an unkempt front yard belonging to a house no one seemed to be living in.
"Park there first, park there."
She hurriedly waved her index finger, and Miles came to a quick stop on the quiet street.
Following a slight jolt, the car came to a halt.
Jazmín took a moment to catch her breath, then turned to Miles.
"So, let me understand this. You mean Chloe said you could have other girls and that you’re building a harem?" she asked with great fascination, causing Miles to purse his lips before responding.
"Yeah, something like that."
Jazmín’s eyes widened, an idea suddenly birthing itself in her mind.
"So, you say you’re creating a harem, right? How many members have you fished currently?"
"Around eight," Miles replied, paying close attention to Jazmín’s expressions.
"Eight?!" Jazmín screamed out loud.
As for the reason Miles was willing to reveal so much, he discerned that Jazmín’s interest wasn’t something fickle, especially after she felt so grateful to him for stepping up for her.
After thinking about it for a moment, Jazmín stared at him with a renewed gaze, popping a smile as she checked him out.
"So does that mean we can do anything?" By "anything," she hinted at him with a seductive look.
"Anything? Maybe," Miles replied with a chill shrug.
"Hehehe, that’s great. Hold on, let me think. Where should I start?"
She got an idea and leaned toward his ear.
"So it’s also okay if I check out your dick? I saw how full your trunks were. And to be honest, I have been quite curious to know if you purposely stuck a potato there."
"Ehen?" Hearing her bold accusation, Miles lowered his gaze to his groin area and wanted to facepalm as a realization hit him.
’If she thinks like that, then she probably isn’t the only one.’ With this thought, he could easily imagine the thoughts of the other women present.
"You don’t want to?"
Taking his stunned silence as rejection, Jazmín couldn’t help but add with a hint of panic in her heart, "Okay, okay, I’ll make it a fair trade. You’ll let me check it out to confirm the truth, and you can check any part of me you want. Deal?"
Hearing her proposal just as he was about to give her the go-ahead to stick her hand in his pants, a true, pleasant smile formed on his face, and the sleeping dragon’s eyes shot open.
"Deal," he happily replied, passing the stunned look back to her as she realized she had offered the deal too early.
Not dwelling on it, she swept her hair to the back and focused her eyes on his pants.
"Wait, before I touch it... how big is it?" She stared him in the eyes and asked.
Meeting her gaze, he replied, "Why don’t you find out for yourself?"
"I knew you would say that." Jazmín playfully rolled her eyes and adjusted her seat.
Miles didn’t reply, doing the same as she leaned toward him.
"What are you doing? I didn’t say I wanted to give you a blowjob," Jazmín teased, squinting her eyes slightly at his reaction.
However, Miles replied with a good defense. "Don’t worry, it’s for medical reasons."
"Oh, I see." Smiling, Jazmín leaned down, grabbed, and lowered the waistband of his pants to reveal his underwear, which looked like it had been stuffed with something. But at the thought that this might actually be his dick, her heartbeat began to accelerate with great curiosity.
Her eyes stuck to it as her hand moved, finally lowering the band of his underwear to reveal the truth.
Right then, she let go of the band and leaned back in fright.
"What is that?" she asked, refusing to believe that was a cock.
