“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

Tell you what-go home, shower, change. I have enough here

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take

long Look and turned around without a word to

yet.“ If he

his door and turned around

“We’ll see.”

as cold as an iceberg,

was in the kitchen, ready to

into casual clothes. Standing at the

ever Lock your

without turning back, “Not really here. No one else lives

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