When she walked beside Wesley, there was a distinct contrast between the colors of their skin.

A long azure coat hung from her arm. She rocked a pair of fashionable, black-laced martin boots

They went to Shining International Plaza, which was close to the apartment.

On the way, Wesley asked Blair what she wanted to eat. She actually was in the mood for steak but figured that it might not be his cup of tea, so in the end she said, “I don’t know. Anything, I guess. I’m not a picky eater.”

Just like him, she wasn’t particular about food either.

Wesley looked at her and asked, “Really? I know someone who doesn’t eat cabbage, carrots, towel gourd, pork, or duck. I wonder who that might be?”

“Sounds familiar. Oh, right. It’s me.’ Blair blushed when she realized that.

don’t like them,” she argued, feeling

them. When she went to

and

chose a window seat and sat down.

brought them a

N G E L A ‘s L I

“Your choice,” Wesley said.

Me?”

“Sure.”

Blair opened

Like? Vegetables or meat?”

like.” Blair rolled her

take time to decide what she wanted most. And it wasn’t easy. Her mouth was watering and

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