No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 8



Conrad told me about the heated love his parents shared in their youth, a passion that eventually simmered down to a comfortable calm. Maybe that was just what love would be like in the end.

"Mom, Dad!"

"Jacqueline, Herschel!"

Conrad and I greeted them, each to our own.

"Have you two eaten yet? There's plenty of food left if you're hungry," Jacqueline said gently.

"We've had dinner," Conrad answered, then looked at me, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

I barely touched my dinner, but then, I wasn't hungry. "No, I'm good."

"Then head upstairs to rest. I'll have the housekeeper bring up some milk," Jacqueline said, smiling.

her smile seemed off, but I didn't dwell on it and went upstairs. But I paused when I opened the door, turning back

doorway, Conrad looked back

Jacqueline was already coming up. "Felicia, I forgot to mention we're preparing Conrad's room as your bridal suite. For now,

out after the wedding. Why are you setting up a bridal suite

holidays, or just if it gets too late," Jacqueline retorted with a playful scold and proceeded to

mind, right?" Jacqueline then

Jefferson echoed in my ears, leaving me

surprisingly answered

the next thing I knew, his arm was

he

filled with an awkward tension and perhaps a hint of something more. It felt like our wedding

flushed. "I'll

from Conrad's grip, but he caught me, locking my eyes with his sharp gaze. My heartbeat quickened, and my breathing grew heavy. Conrad cleared his throat, stepping closer, sending shivers down

slowly moved up, resting on my

clutched

all our years together, our kisses had always been brief, never venturing too deep. But tonight, it was

nervous that my teeth chattered, preventing any