“In front of people. Male audiences,” she finished bitterly.
“I see.”
“Good. Then send me back.” His face took on that stubborn look and she didn’t wait for his denial. “Listen here, you pigheaded son of a bitch! I.…” To her horror, her throat closed on the words, and she could only stand there in humiliation, reduced to the helplessness of a child. A single tear tracked down her cheek.
She bowed her head and clenched her fists. Now was not the time to lose her composure. She might as well concede defeat if she did.
“It won’t be forever, Jasmine.” His voice was soothing.
She wanted to scream.
“It will stop as soon as you take a mate.”
Bile churned in her stomach. “You think I would…” Her world blackened on the edges. “I don’t even have a boyfriend!” Breathe, Jas, just breathe.