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.

couldn't shake off the feeling that her smile seemed off, but I didn't dwell on it and went upstairs. But I paused when I

Conrad looked back

to mention we're preparing Conrad's room as your bridal suite. For now, Conrad stays in your

out after the

move out, 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 two are about to get married. Staying

don't mind, right?"

Jefferson echoed in my ears, leaving me

surprisingly

and the next thing I knew, his arm was around my shoulder as we

as he closed the door

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

cheeks flushed. "I'll just go

locking my eyes with his sharp gaze. My heartbeat quickened, and my breathing grew heavy. Conrad

up, resting on my shoulder, then my neck, as

hands clutched at him.

had shared. During all our years together, our kisses had always been brief, never venturing too deep. But tonight, it was different. His kiss

that my teeth chattered,