No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 245



My heart was racing, thumping wildly against my chest.

It was I who had taken the initiative, flirting with him to test the waters. But when he actually responded, I chickened out.

I was breathing heavily, "Ernest, you...."

He took a step closer, cutting off my words and instinctively, I stepped back, trying to escape.

This dance of advance and retreat allowed him to successfully make his way from the doorstep into the house, cornering me against the coat rack. And there we were, both of us holding onto a bowl of chicken soup.

It was impressive, really, how amidst our tug-of-war, not a single drop of the soup was spilled.

My heart felt like it was about to burst out of my chest...

Ernest remained silent, merely standing close, staring at me.

I couldn't bring myself to meet his gaze, regretting deep inside why I even thought of provoking him.

can't resist a flirt. It was just a spur-of-the-moment decision, and

what's done is done, no use in

stay calm because I knew it was the only way to deal with Ernest. I could tell he

was trying hard to suppress it, the veins bulging on his forehead were proof

delivered, you can go now," I managed to say, barely

nor

me, his

breakdown, my body responding

seductive. I quickly bit my lip,

imagined I could be this

Ernest's Adam's apple bobbed

and the next second, his hand was at the back of my head, pulling me against his

Uh?

was even lower, huskier, "I'm afraid... I won't be

he implying he wanted to

my hair, keeping

only wearing a

he was

flimsy