NovelEnglish“Hi. Forget something, Wesley?”
“You wouldn’t be a third wheel. Her nis Megan. She’s not my girlfriend,” Wesley explained.
Blair smiled. ‘Not bad. He’s coming along nicely. At least he’s trying to letknow what’s going on.’ Then she asked, “How do you know her?”
Wesley was starting to Lose patience. He looked at her and asked her point-blank, “Are you coming or not?”
Blair had to say, “Yes.” ‘Wesley, you son of a bitch.’
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBlair followed Wesley into his apartment. Where was Megan? She didn’t see the girl anywhere. When she heard the door close, Megan trotted out from a bedroom.
“Hi, nice to see you,” she greeted Blair
“Nice to see you too,” Blair nodded with a smile. Then she grabbed the ingredients from the fridge and walked towards the kitchen.
“Thank you for dinner,” Megan said to her politely.
Blair felt the girl was very cordial. She turned around and gave Megan a smile.
Wesley had bought a ton of groceries. Blair looked inside the bag and got an idea what to cook. She started to wash and trim the vegetables
Not long after, Wesley walked in as well. He wore casual clothes, his hair half wet. From the looks of it, he must have just taken a shower.
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Blair glanced at him, wondering why he was in the kitchen
He pointed to the vegetables on the floor and said, “Here. I’ll trim them.”
Blair craned her neck to Look in the direction of the living room. The living room was empty again. She briefly wondered where Megan was, but figured the girl had gone into the bedroom to do her homework.
Blair nodded to him and continued busying herself with cooking. She kept thinking about when to give him the present, and how happy he’d be.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe glanced at the empty living room again. Since Megan was nowhere to be seen, she wondered if she should give it to him now.
With only the two of them around, it wouldn’t be too embarrassing-even if he turned her down.
“What are you looking at?” Noticing that she was staring at the living room, spacing out, Wesley followed her gaze
His question disturbed her thoughts and broke her out of her reverie.
She dropped the celery, washed her hands in the sink, and said, “Wait a minute.”
She left Wesley’s apartment in a hurry, dashed into her own and found the bag with the present in it. Her heart was racing from the rush. She took a few seconds to calm herself down. She looked as if nothing had ever happened when she walked back into his apartment.
In the kitchen, Wesley had just trimmed the chives. He picked up an eggplant, wondering whether Blair would cook it up or not.
Just then, Blair quietly walked into the kitchen
Wesley stole a glance at her figure out of the corner of his eye. Then he grabbed the broom and silently swept the leaves and stray cuttings off the floor.
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