Jasmine’s POV

With a blindfold over my face and after several attempts to get him to spill the beans about where we are going, the car comes to an abrupt stop.

From the screeching sound, I can tell it is on sandy ground. It pricks my hibernating curiosity and I turn around unable to see anything.

Finally, I felt his touch after hearing the sound of the car door opening. He places his hand on my back and another on my lap. Then he helps me out of the car without a word.

Where are we? ...