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 tactfully

this what they call the

up at the office the next day, looking like she was glowing.

her, “Get a good night’s

a sing–song voice said, “You naughty thing, you should

saucy line.

the nun. You know a woman’s eggs start to feel their age past thirty, right? Time to spice

was blushing head to toe.

live like a saint all the time. It’s been ages; you should switch things up, try a new flavor.” Images I

got derailed by Wallis’s

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subject, “When are we going shopping?”

her hair and

took me to her ex–hubby’s three–story villa he left

floored by the variety of chic

even though her ex was a bastard, he

darling, gotta have one.” Wallis quipped about money and looks.

words,

dress, “I ordered this at a Bulgari event two years. back,

top–notch fabric, felt like feathers on