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?"

him about acting childishly. But he

beat too slow, then he added,

Oh, right.

wait for me to

myself unable to respond, as if we were just not on

me, heard we're working together. She wants me to bring you over after

first time Ernest brought up Granny Joan since

her, and Khadn't asked because my memories of Granny Joan were tied to her setting me up with Ernest, which could

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

ear," his response made

Adam's apple bobbing in a way that made me avert my gaze, feeling suddenly

by myself, doesn't need to be with you," I

together?" His hearing was

my own," I said, looking at him again, "I enjoy

I meant

on

hear that.

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& who remind

him, so it was crucial t to keep his

occasionally ended up close, like

at the elevator, "What was with that sudden shake

"Hmm?" He seemed confused.