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Jasmine threw her front door open and stepped into her apartment and threw her handbag on the couch. She was tired. She'd been tired a lot lately... She noticed. Tired and frustrated. 

Work had been more stressful lately, but at least all that stress had paid off. Her company had gotten the much needed account they had been after for months and she was glad that now she could have more time to rest. 

That was a good thing. 

. Except for the fact that now that she didn't have much work to do, she had more time to think... And she had noticed that whenever her mind wandered that way, she ended up thinking about Collins Templeton.