Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Stone-faced, Wesley squinted at Damon and teased, “Am I a man or not?

You want to check it for yourself?” Then he dropped the F word, in such a casual way, you’d think he was a crackhead from the backstreets.

A chuckle rang in the corridor all of a sudden. But obviously, it was not Damon who had let out this chirpy chuckle.

‘Who’s that Laughing?”

In confusion, the two of them simultaneously turned and looked towards the elevator, where the chuckle had come from. There stood near the elevator was a woman, staring at them with a smiling face that indicated she had stood there for some time, watching them argue. ‘Holy cow!’ Wesley cursed when he realized it was Blair.

“When did you sneak up on us?”

Earlier, they had reached the hospital together and then separated, each one to their own businesses. Wesley had come to visit Carlos while

friend. She said there was something she wanted to

drive

didn’t take

was. But the moment she stepped out of the elevator, she had accidentally overheard an improper talk that was going on between these two men. Stealthily, she had sneaked up on them, until she couldn’t move anymore, without being noticed. She had leaned against the wall only a minute before Wesley snapped with the profanity that made her chuckle. But immediately she had realized it was a crude

if she was undecided between amusement and anger at his tasteless Language, Wesley asked with a dark face, “Is it

used to such Language from the gutter.” Trying her hardest to maintain

watched her reaction quietly now spoke, taking the chance to throw in wisecrack. In a

a hotel

laughter, she Laughed and shot back, “Oh, now,

care and looked him straight in the eye, as she kept laughing

and spat coldly, “Get your dirty fingers off my shoulders. I‘11 be at the barracks later. See me at the camp if you want my pistol!” Then he made two

her by the arm