Wesley was concerned.

“What’s the matter?” he asked tenderly.

“I think someone is still stalking me.”

Wesley turned towards the other side of the hallway. Seeing what he was doing, Blair turned her head too. Two bodyguards stood there. Noticing

Wesley was staring at them, one of them walked over.

“They were gangsters, Wesley. They followed us all the way here. Carlos is still out of the country.”

While they were talking, Blair placed her finger on the fingerprint scanner. With a beep, the door was unlocked, and she pushed it open and walked in sullenly.

could still

lights on, changed into

the grocery store. The fridge itself was pretty bare. There were only a few tomatoes sitting in there.

Angela’s Library

would be the only thing on the

top of the counter and walked

doorbell rang. Who

Wesley. He was

outside, looking a little impatient.

I do for

got to

stuff in my fridge. You’re a better cook than I am, so why not come over and cook? We

you and me or the three of

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