Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 83

I glanced at the clock and casually asked, “Hey, Darren, can I swing by here and pick you up at seven tomorrow evening?”

Darren looked at me like I just grew a second head, then after a brief pause, he chuckled and said, “Sure, let’s roll with that.”

I mean, I felt kinda bad always bumming favors off him. Just got myself a new ride, so playing chauffeur was really no biggie, just going with the flow.

But there was something off about Darren’s tone.

After leaving the Youth Hostel, I immediately called Wallis.

As soon as she picked up, I heard heavy breathing on the other end. “What’s up, Xaviera?”

Realizing I might have caught her at a bad time, I plucked up the courage and said, “I need a full set of threads, the battle–dress kind.”

“Whoa there,” Wallis’s voice spiked, “With who?”

“Professor Yearwood,” I spilled the beans. “I’ll be at the soirée tomorrow night too.”

“Nice.” Wallis let out a thrilled yell, “Leave it to me, oh.”

A weird moan leaked through the phone.

a sec, then

they call the

up at the office the next day,

“Get a good night’s sleep?”

glance and in a sing–song voice said, “You

saucy line.

to stop playing the nun. You know a woman’s eggs start to

head to toe.

should switch things up, try a new flavor.” Images I had no control over flashed through my

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subject, “When are we going shopping?”

and

villa he left her in Forest Whisper.

of chic dresses in her walk–in

though her ex was a

pretty man, darling, gotta have one.” Wallis quipped

words, then it

ivory satin slip dress, “I ordered this at a Bulgari

made of top–notch fabric, felt like feathers on