Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Right, right.” In the blink of an eye, the dishes on the table were all gone.

“Do you mind?” Wesley asked her on the way to the booth.

Blair understood what he was referring to-inviting his men along to dine with them.

“Not at all.” She shook her head.

“Now you can order more dishes. They’re not picky eaters either. Order whatever you want,” Wesley continued.

Blair was happy. Now she could order everything that caught her eye

And she wouldn’t have to waste a morsel.

she had placed the order on her

walked in to see everyone was seated. But upon seeing her, the soldiers stood

meet

traveled beyond the door and the walls. Little did they know, everyone else in the restaurant heard them.

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composed, now she wasn’t. Before she could respond, someone pulled out the chair next to Wesley and said with a big

Blair was flustered.

“Th-thank you,” she said.

she sat down, Wesley glared at the soldiers,

seats and started bombarding

at parties where she knew everyone, she just preferred to listen. But at this point, she couldn’t pull

found out that talking to the soldiers was actually fun. She

and in some cases funny.