True Love Waits

Chapter 552 I Have No Time For Love

Wesley pressed Blair against the wall and put his hands there as well. She was boxed in, with his hands on either side of her head.

He lowered his head, leaned in, and said in a low voice, "You want me to act like this, huh?"

"Wh-what?" she stammered. His face was inches away from hers. She caught a whiff of some scent or other; it smelled like grass-it must be his shower gel. There was no electricity, and Blair's phone was the only source of light. It shed enough light for her to see his waist.

Romance was in the air, there in the bedroom. Her heart raced, her mind running wild with visions.

'You've shown me what you want, so I'll play along.' A scornful smile flashed across Wesley's face.

Before Blair knew it, he lowered his head and kissed her red lips, sending her into a blissful trance. The brush of his lips against hers was everything she imagined it to be gentle, passionate, perfect. Blair widened her eyes, not knowing how to respond. His kiss was demanding yet soft. She felt like hundreds of fireworks had exploded simultaneously in her mind.

She remembered a song all of a sudden-Jane Zhang's "Finally I Have You."

One line from that song in particular said, "Finally I have you. I'm glad I never gave up."

And that song was so perfect, describing exactly what she was feeling. She was ecstatic that he finally showed his feelings for her. She had worked hard for his love-she deserved it.

She was so moved her eyes reddened from tears. She closed her eyes, stood on tiptoe and cradled his neck, kissing him back. She poured every bit of her heart and soul, her hopes and dreams into that kiss. After what seemed like an eternity, the doorbell of her apartment rang, breaking rudely into the couple's romantic moment.

Wesley let her go and regarded the girl in his arms. Blair was finally able to breathe again, her face as red as a ripe tomato. She broke free from him, moving to open the door for Talbot.

Before she could leave her bedroom, Wesley pulled her back and pressed her against the wall again. "I've seen so many women like you. Kabedon, kisses... That's what you want, right?" He sounded so sarcastic the color drained from her face. He'd been messing with her again.

Wesley saw it, but he didn't care. Ignoring the doorbell, he continued, "You watch too much TV! That stuff you see in the dramas? That's not real. No wonder I don't really like women. Now that I've given you what you want, leave me alone.

'Bothering him?

he thinks I'm a

she would give up, but to his surprise, she wiped away her tears and retorted stubbornly, "No, you're wrong. I want more. I want everything." She pointed to the bed beside them. Rage could be seen in his dark eyes.

kissing? Did you want me as much as

speak louder than words. Oh God! Why am I in love with a coward? A coward who can't even admit how he feels!" she mocked. Wesley pulled a long face. This was the first time he had been called a coward. By

wrist, scooped her up in his arms and threw her roughly on the bed. She was

the other one. She sat up and answered, "I know I can't trick you into anything. But I'm telling the truth. You ARE a coward!" Blair heard

the sound of a belt being unbuckled.

pressed against the bed by his strong body. Wesley fished out his ringing phone and pressed the green button to answer it. "Keep the candles and catch a cab back

wait for Talbot to reply. He

the apartment, Talbot looked at his phone and

in there? Why not open the door?' he

darkness, making it all the more enticing when they felt each other's hot breath. Her heart was pounding like it would burst through her chest, her eyes wide. 'Is he really going

out and pinched

"Why not call me

"Dear Wesley," she

easier than I thought. Damn! Her voice turns me

he ordered in a harsh

me to shut up. You're really rude!" Blair pouted her mouth,

Wesley was

course, knew himself well. "Yes, I am. You should've figured that out by now, before kissing me," he spat. While he was speaking, he couldn't help but touch her soft lips with his rough fingers. Blair felt like lightning bolts were shooting through her, this sweet tingling in