Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Hi, Little Pepper, where’s Carlos?” Niles asked, gasping for air.

Debbie pointed at the bedroom door with her finger. Niles quickly took off his leather shoes, and rushed to the bedroom without even changing into slippers.

Niles heaved a deep sigh of relief upon seeing Carlos sitting there, safe and sound.

“Hey, man. You look all right. I thought you were hurt.”

“Cut the crap and take it from here.” Carlos felt at ease and immediately stopped stitching the moment he saw that the man, who was more capable of fixing up people’s wounds, had arrived.

Niles took a glimpse at the patient on the bed. Having realized that he wasn’t acquainted to him, he turned to look at Debbie and asked, “Who is he?”

Niles grabbed the suture kit from Carlos’ hand and continued from where he had stopped.

faster than Carlos’. After all,

his home

E L A ‘s L I B R A R

pause, Debbie

creep. But what he did today completely changed her impression of

she had mistaken him for someone else. She never knew that Decker had such a

to Carlos and asked, “Did you

Carlos shook his head.

agape. He gave him a thumbs-up and without wasting any more time, he continued to stitch the

his hands, Carlos asked Debbie, “Is

the table.” Debbie absent-mindedly raised her arm and

grabbed hold of her raised

“Let’s eat together.”