True Love Waits

Chapter 353 You Guys Are So Noisy

"Hmm..." Carlos swallowed hard and tried to move his eyes away from Debbie.

The truth was, what happened between him and Stephanie earlier that night was just an accident. She was drunk and she didn't want to leave when he picked her up from the club. Then before he could even open the car door, Stephanie tripped on her heels and fell forward. Carlos instinctively reached out to catch her, consequently wrapping his arms around her waist. However, he had lost control of his balance. To keep from falling, Carlos pressed Stephanie against the car for support. He was surprised to find that Stephanie took this chance to kiss him. She grabbed him and locked her arms around his neck and started kissing him passionately.

At that exact moment, Debbie and her friends had just seen the whole thing happen. What they didn't see was Carlos desperately trying to free himself from Stephanie.

"What happened tonight will never happen again." Carlos found himself assuring Debbie right away. He found it strange but he liked it.

Debbie's face broke into a smile-she was satisfied. She stopped crying and leaned over for a kiss until she seemed to remember something, and stopped herself. Her face twisted into disgust. She hatefully wiped Carlos' lips with her hand. "I hate that you have that woman all over your lips! Yuck! Brush your teeth please!" she demanded.

She didn't kiss him. Instead, she pushed him all the way to the bathroom.

Carlos was at a loss for words. He wondered what he was really doing here when he was only getting tortured by Debbie. Why would he bring all this trouble for himself? Was he taking advantage of his freedom too much? Even he couldn't quite understand himself.

A few minutes later, after brushing his teeth, he walked back to her bedroom again. He thought Debbie would be sleeping right now but instead, he found her lying seductively and gazing at him. As soon as he came out, she giggled and called, "Come here, Mr. Handsome. I have a secret for you."

Carlos obediently walked over and sat on the edge of her bed. Absentmindedly, he said, "Don't sleep yet. I'll have someone bring you a-" Before he could finish speaking, Debbie suddenly crawled up to him and kissed him.

Her skirt had already been taken off. She grabbed his hand and placed it on her body, slowly moving it up and down and letting him explore her. She softly tempted him, whispering his ear, "Mr. Handsome, we didn't really want to get divorced. We've already done this before. A lot of times. I've never slept with anyone since..."

Carlos tightened his grip on her waist, trying to constrain himself.

But Debbie wasn't backing down. She continued whispering flirtatiously, "I read on the Internet that if thirty-year-old men don't get regular sex, they might get sick..." Debbie really wasn't sure with what she had just said. She knew that Carlos had been with Stephanie the past three years, so they might have been sleeping with each other then. Still, Debbie wanted to believe that he'd waited for her throughout these years.

Meanwhile, drops of sweat began to form on Carlos' forehead as he tried to suppress his desire.

his

her on the bed

happened but next thing she knew, she had already fallen asleep. But she was sure of one thing-before she had closed

ringing of her doorbell woke her up. Debbie lazily turned. She

sobered up and opened her eyes. As she ignored the

then someone took her to the dance floor. But Carlos' figure popped up in her mind. She vaguely recalled an image of her and Carlos on her bed. She moved and she didn't feel anything ache, nor did she feel

on the bed. It was then that she noticed the

everything together, Debbie still wasn't

of her apartment door seemed to be really persistent. The person had been ringing the doorbell for more than five minutes

long hair and looked at the messy bed. Carlos was

check out who was at

her pajamas, but it wasn't able to cover

it was summer and

see who it was at the door. She yelled angrily, "You guys

visitors suddenly came barging in. "Tomboy, we would have called the police

He pointed at her neck and then gave

was pointing at. But he blocked her view and joked, "Don't look, my baby. You're too young and it's not suitable for you to see that. Let me

rolled her eyes at him and slapped his hands away. "What're you doing? We're all grown-ups here," she

don't think we actually did it. We didn't...really...have sex. Carlos has quite the willpower! By the way, why were you guys ringing my doorbell

have sex?' Jared and Sasha were

to give you back your cellphone and your car." Jared took Debbie's handbag from Sasha's

while or do you guys need to be somewhere? I'm actually still very sleepy.

and grumbled, "Tomboy, we're guests of yours here. Is that how you would treat your guests? You haven't even served us tea or coffee or anything yet and you're already making us leave! Well,

go downstairs and buy yourself a bottle of water.