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.

smile seemed off, but I didn't dwell on it and went

doorway, Conrad

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

to move out after the wedding. Why

you'll still stay here from time to time, during holidays, or just if it gets too late," Jacqueline retorted with a playful scold and proceeded to lead Conrad to my room door. "You

you don't mind, right?"

Jefferson echoed in my

problem," Conrad surprisingly answered

thing I knew, his arm was around my shoulder as

Conrad said as he

atmosphere filled with an awkward tension and perhaps a hint of something more.

"I'll

gaze. My heartbeat quickened, and my

hand, gripping my arm, slowly moved up, resting on my shoulder, then my neck,

hands clutched at him.

any kiss we had shared. During all our years together, our kisses

that my teeth