Tyler spent the rest of the day with Jasmine in the restaurant. They had a meal and remained there to talk with each other. It would have been a great memory for Tyler if he didn't occasionally see a woman who looked to be in her late forties glaring at him from a slightly open door to the backroom.
When he told Jasmine, just to make sure that he wasn't tweaking, she told him that he had just seen her mother, and that only served to make things worse.
'Moms are the ones that are supposed to love the guys, right? So why does this woman keep looking at me like she wants to gouge my eyes out for no reason?'
Eventually, it was already past eight in the evening. Tyler and Jasmine left the restaurant together, with Tyler walking her home. Just as they were about to part, Tyler gave her a quick kiss on the lips and was about to turn around to walk away when he felt something tug on his shirt.
"Are we going to talk about this?" Jasmine asked.
