Chapter 148

Calvert was the kind of guy who talked a big game about being scared, but everyone knew he was all bark and no bite, Skyler, on the other hand, was different. He’d always be like, “Man, I’m freaking out here, right before he’d dash headlong into the fray.

Wasn’t there a hint of sarcasm in his last remark? Was Skyler implying that things were moving too slowly?

Everard thought it would be insane to rush Cordelia, given her young age.

Everard glanced over with a cool gaze, taking a bite of his burger as he said, “You might think it’s slow, but Cordelia thinks I’m moving fast, and that’s all that matters.”

Skyler was speechless.

Everard was showing off!

Everard continued, unfazed, “Besides, you want to speed things up, but can you even? You don’t even have a date, man.”

Skyler thought he should never have gotten lippy, asking about Everard’s date.

Skyler felt speechless and calmed down after a moment.

He carried on, “Boss, you’re slipping. Just a breakfast with Lia, a little chitchat, and then you don’t see each other all day, no texts? You two don’t look like you’re in love.”

Everard didn’t respond, just coldly ordered, “Return that painting.”

Skyler pouted, “You had me dash off last night to get it, and now you’re sending me on another late–night return mission. You’re heartless, boss. I’m angry”

He grumbled, but his feet were already carrying him out the door.

Once he was gone, Everard’s gaze drifted to the door, where a young couple strolled past Midnight Scent, sharing an ice cream cone, the picture of love.

He couldn’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, his relationship with Cordelia was missing that spark of romance, which was why she remained unmoved.

his fork and, on impulse, grabbed his phone and googled, “What do couples do when

giving her these eager, expectant looks over breakfast, and she couldn’t

noticed Everard following her out. He sauntered over to a bicycle parked by the door, hopped on, and balanced it with his feet before gesturing to the seat behind him,

eyed him, puzzled.

adding “I’ll give you a ride to school.”

glanced toward school, no more than a half–mile away. Did she really need a lift? And on

she heard Everard’s low voice, “I’m good at

Good at what?

still a little dazed as she sat on the back of the bike when

could ponder further, the bike lurched forward. As she swayed backward, her

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was wearing a black hoodie, loose–fitting and casual Clutching it, she could make out the subtle lines of his back muscles under the fabric, a youthful silhouette.

fast, and Cordelia felt the breeze whisk past her ears. Before she could soak in the moment, they were already nearing the school gates.

propelled by momentum,

at her hands encircling him, a smirk on his lips. He felt her embrace from behind and thought, for

realized his hoodie smelled of

palms could feel the strength in his body, powerful

“Stop thinking

to herself, “To be or not to be, that is the question: Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer

flashed back to the sexy waist he had shown when he

She blushed.

voice grew louder, trying to drown out her wandering

The teacher entered early, standing at

protested, “Class hasn’t

but remains humble, using every moment to study, reciting the text on her way to school. You all should take a page from

Cordelia was embarrassed.

delightful misunderstanding.

she kept her head down, the heat only subsiding after two periods. That was when she noticed Merry, Little

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