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.

for a sec, then tactfully hung up.

what they call the ‘thirsty

the next day, looking like

a good

in a sing–song voice said, “You naughty thing, you should be asking how many times I scored.”

a saucy line.

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

blushing head

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

derailed by Wallis’s banter

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subject, “When are we going

and giggled, “How

ex–hubby’s three–story villa

the variety of chic dresses in her

struck me that even though her ex was a

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

words, then it clicked.

dress, “I ordered this at a Bulgari event two

top–notch fabric, felt like feathers on my