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.

it and went

Conrad looked back

forgot to mention we're

are planning to move out after the wedding. Why are you setting

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

right?" Jacqueline then

to Jefferson echoed in my

problem," Conrad surprisingly answered for

I knew, his arm

as he closed the door

both remained silent, the atmosphere filled with an awkward tension and perhaps a hint of something more. It felt like our

"I'll just go

his sharp gaze. My heartbeat quickened, and my breathing grew heavy.

slowly moved up, resting on my shoulder, then my neck, as he

clutched at him.

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

my teeth chattered,