True Love Waits

Chapter 559 The Gift

Blair's head was spinning. When she could finally think clearly, she found herself sitting at the table already.

The dishes on the table remained untouched. Megan sat on the couch, playing games on her phone. Seeing Wesley and Blair were back already, she put her phone away and stood up. "Where did you go? I'm starving. Let's eat," Megan said pouting as she sat opposite Blair.

Blair smiled. "I took a walk." She was surprised to know that Wesley and Megan hadn't eaten yet. 'Was he waiting for me, then?'

Wesley took the seat next to her and threw her a pair of chopsticks. "Here. Eat."

Blair picked up the chopsticks and tried a couple pieces of tofu. The dinner was already cold.

"I'll heat these up," she said as she stood up.

Wesley dragged her back into her seat with one hand. "It's not too cold. Don't go to the trouble. Just eat."

The heat had been turned on, so the dishes were just room temperature. Blair sat back.

After taking a couple bites, Megan complained, "The beef bone broth is cold. Uncle Wesley, can you warm it up for me? It might cause a tummy ache if we eat it cold." "Okay." Wesley dropped his chopsticks and walked into the kitchen, carrying the beef bone broth.

Blair gaped at him. 'He just said the dishes weren't that cold.'

After dinner, the three of them left Wesley's place together. Wesley was going to drive Megan home, and Blair went back to her own apartment.

When the doorbell rang, Blair was relaxing, reading on the bed after a comfortable shower. She jogged to the door. It was Wesley. He had just come back home.

He was holding his phone in his hands. "What's your WeChat account?"

Before Blair could say anything, he added, "I'll be pretty busy from now on. So I might need help taking care of my place."

her phone from the bedroom, and they friended

was Wes, and

help thinking that judging from their usernames, one

password to your apartment. Mine's 1104.

Blair asked, "Do you like...

and gave her a

her that much, why not tell her and make her your girlfriend? What are you waiting for? Too young?' "Blair!"

her birthday as a

around to enter

make her your fiancee? She might be too young now,

frowned. That was when it hit

the door, held the back of her head in his hand, and

and for a long time afterwards, he dreamed of it every night; her scent, her sweetness, her softness. He tried to forget it by burying himself

startled by his sudden decisive action. 'Wh-what's happening? He's kissing me!' Wesley was still in control, so

her ear, "So quit talking like that, or it

just a kiss?' Her eyes lit up. She suddenly wrapped her arms around his waist and asked, "What kind of punishment did you have in mind?" She

away and stressed, "Next time, I'll make you do a 5k

turned around, ran into her apartment and locked the door. She leaned

kill her. She liked him, but

Wesley smiled, amused by her

his bedroom, closing the door behind him. But soon something occurred to him. He

he was right. There

the cabinet and looked inside.

again. Was she

and went to open

to get it," she said as