“Yes.”

“What is it? Do you need to go to the hospital?”

“No, my belly’s hurting. I need a restaurant,” she said innocently.

Wesley felt defeated. Just as he was about to refuse, Blair cut in, “My treat. It’s the least I can do. You saved me.”

“I’m a soldier. It was my duty.” Wesley wanted to leave.

Blair added, “My uncle asked you to check on me. I’m starving. Are you really going to just walk away?”

“Is that a threat?” Wesley hated being threatened.

head like a

okay if you don’t want to have dinner with me. Tell you what-go home, shower, change. I have enough here in the house. I’ll cook dinner. Come

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then you can take off

and turned around without a word to go back to his

yes or no? You haven’t given me an answer yet.“ If he agreed, she would

door and

“We’ll see.”

is as cold as an iceberg, ‘ Blair

apartment door, Blair was in the kitchen, ready to

changed into casual clothes. Standing at the door, he

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No one else lives on our floor. Why

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