I sat on Adam's lap in front of the fire, my legs draped over the arm of the chair, leaning back with my head on his shoulder, a cup of tea in my hand. "How long have you played the drums?"

"Since I was a kid. Ten, maybe eleven. Mum wanted us to learn an instrument. Small town, one teacher." He shrugged. "Mrs. Pert taught piano at school." He laughed. "I was a bit wild, and she refused to teach me. Then, Mr Lundy moved to town. He was an old rocker from way back who had a drum set. He lived next door to my aunt. I broke one of his windows, throwing rocks at a bird."

I gasped. "That's not nice, what a horrible boy you were."

He laughed again and took a mouthful of his tea. "Yeah, I was a prick. Still am as far as my father's concerned."

I rubbed his stubbled chin and kissed him. "You're not now, are you?"

Adam grinned. "Depends who you talk to."

I frowned at him, then said, "So what happened after you broke the window? Did you kill the bird?"

He shook his head. "Missed the bird by a wide gap. I swear to God I never did it again. Mister Lundy was a tough old dude, but a real inspiration. He's the reason I'm not in gaol...yet." He laughed at the look on my face. "Just kidding." Adam kissed me and rubbed his hand up my arm. "As punishment, I had to mow his yard every weekend for a month. When I discovered the drum set, I was fascinated and went to his house every day. He told me about his wild days and taught me how to play. Mum and Dad got me a drum set that Christmas. Regretted it, and made me set them up in the hay shed. When Mr Lundy died, he left me his set. I've still got them."

"You sound like you had a great childhood! Much more exciting than mine."

He was leaning his head on his hand and rubbing his finger on his skull. "What was yours like?"

"Nah...it was boring, you don't want to hear about it."

Adam smiled. "You've asked me questions all day, now it's my turn."

"Okay. Ask." I grinned. "But I can guarantee you'll be bored."

"Where were you born?"

"In Melbourne. Grew up in Noble Park. My parents still live there."

Adam jutted his chin. "Not a bad suburb."

"Have you been there?"

"Yeah. Not often. I've been through it a couple of times. Do you see your family much?"

"I ring every week, try to get home every month or six weeks. My sister moved to Castlemaine with her boyfriend, and my brother is somewhere in the city. I never know where he's living one week to the next." I tapped Adam's chin. "A bit of a wild boy like you. He's big into Motocross."

"Motocross?" Adam raised his eyebrows in question.

"Yeah. I used to ride. We all did, even Dad. That's where I got my camping experience." I laughed. "We slept in the bike trailer. It's a great sport for families, but expensive."

"Were you any good at it?"

"No." I laughed. "Just did it because everyone else did." I paused and grinned at him. "More guys' race Motocross than girls, so...being a girl, I got a fair bit of attention, that's why I kept riding. For the hot guys."

Adam gave me a stern look, then a cheeky grin. "I'll have to whip your arse some more if you keep talking like that."

I was frightened I'd given him the wrong idea. In panic, I said, "What do you mean? I wasn't easy. I didn't mean...you didn't think I meant I was having sex with them all?"

He laughed, shook his head, then eyed me in question. "Maybe you protest too loudly, trying to cover up your loose ways."

"Adam! I wasn't loose. I...forget it." I crossed my arms and pouted.

He tilted my face towards his. "I'm teasing you. If I were a motocross monkey, I'd want to try and ride you myself."

"Adam! Not funny! I didn't have sex with any of them!"

He held his hands in surrender as he laughed. "I believe you; I believe you." Adam cocked his head. "I think Harem Girl might have a temper?"

I pouted some more. "Only when my integrity is questioned or made fun of."

"You were saying, you weren't loose, you..." He grinned. "What?"

"I don't want to tell you now." I huffed. "Maybe it'll be a good thing for you to think I'm easy."

"How could it be a good thing?"

I was upsetting myself and wasn't sure why. I guess I didn't want him to be too sure of me like the boyfriends I'd had. "Good girl Jasmine, she'll sit around waiting for me while I fuck someone else". I had to lighten the mood, so I laughed. "You said naughty was good."

Adam laughed with me. "Yeah...naughty is great." Then he took me by the chin and looked into my eyes, his shining in amusement. "But only with me."

"Are you trying to tell me something?"

"Maybe?"

"What?" I challenged.

"If you plan to be naughty, I'm your guy, while I'm your guy."

"Are you asking me not to be naughty with anyone else while you're coming and going?"

He grinned and cocked his head. "I'd prefer it that way, yeah, while I'm in your life, not, coming and going."

I raised my eyebrows and studied him. "If I say okay, will I get the same promise in return?"

Adam held my gaze. "You have my word."

I couldn't help but smile as I said, "Then you have mine."

He placed his lips on my mouth and kissed me. I melted into him, wrapped my arms around his neck and wanted to tell him I loved him. I bit my tongue; it was too soon.

Adam ran his finger down my cheek. "Come on, woman, I bet you're tired from your big night out, let's go to bed."

I collected the cups while he went to the toilet.

Adam was already in bed by the time I finished brushing my teeth. I crawled in beside him and plumped the pillows.

He laughed, grabbed me around the waist and spun me to face him. "No, you don't, fidget arse."

I squirmed in his arms. "I have to, otherwise I won't be comfortable."

"So, it is a ritual?"

I laughed and kissed his smiling mouth. "No. Don't you find a comfortable spot before you settle down?"

"No. I just lie down and close my eyes."

"So why haven't you got your eyes closed now?"

"Because I'm looking at you, silly woman."

"Well, close them and let me get organised."

"I want to watch." He let me go then cocked his head. "Go on, do your thing."

I grinned and carried on rearranging the pillows with more emphasis than normal, then lay facing him. "I've had a great day. Thanks for asking me to come."

Adam touched my face with his fingers. "Thanks for coming."

I kissed him and dragged his arm over my body. "Good night, Adam."

He snuggled closer and kissed my neck. "Good night, Jasmine."

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