No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 113



"Is he treating me like a kid with that lollipop?"

I was about to call him childish when he shoved the candy into my hand and grabbed himself a drink, even fetching my water bottle along the way.

Ernest plopped down on the bench, patting the seat next to him, "Take a break."

Do I look like I need a break? I hadn't done much but handle some minor issues.

Reluctantly, I joined Ernest as he sat down. Without him, I doubted I'd get much done. That's when I realized he was subtly guiding me.

"You were pretty fierce earlier," Ernest remarked.

I took a sip of water. "Was I?"

"Yeah, it was kinda scary," he said, making me tilt my head at him.

He nodded, "Seriously."

For some reason, his boy-next-door charm mixed with his tough-guy vibe was oddly endearing.

It was bizarre feeling this way about Ernest, the epitome of rugged masculinity. I blurted out, "Ernest, how old are you?"

tease him about acting childishly. But he replied, "I've

slow, then he

Oh, right.

he didn't wait for me to remember, answering

if we were just not on

called me, heard we're working together. She wants me

first time Ernest brought up Granny

mention her, and Khadn't asked because my memories of Granny Joan

it. I chuckled, "Didn't you tell her you're planning to

ear," his

busy drinking, his Adam's apple bobbing in a way that made me avert my gaze,

her by myself, doesn't need

His hearing

I said, looking at him again, "I

I meant

on

hear that.

planloping things further

& who remind

crucial

up close, like earlier in the

of which, I glanced at the elevator, "What was with

"Hmm?" He seemed confused.