True Love Waits

Chapter 603

Chapter 603 He Missed Her


The pic she sent was a selfie. She sat in front of her dressing table, in a strapless peach nightgown. Her dark, lustrous hair, which was usually tied up, fell loose around her shoulders. She wore no makeup

except the lipstick Wesley bought her.

Wesley's hand shook a little, and the enlarged image snapped back to its normal size.

"You're quiet. That bad? Never mind. I'll take it down," Blair said.

Before she deleted the pic, Wesley saved it.

"I just wanted to let you know that not all lipstick is red. This one is buttermilk with a brownish tint. You can call it a Mocha lipstick shade."

Holding his phone in his left hand, and a cigarette between his fingers of his right, Wesley leaned against the wall with his eyes closed.

The only thing he could think about was Blair. She filled his head. Her smile, her voice... the gentle Blair, the mischievous Blair, the aloof Blair, the angry Blair... Every one of them was adorable.

His finger slid across the screen of his phone. He found the picture and stared at it, longer this time, mesmerized.

He missed her so much, he realized.

The silence from Wesley was like a slap in the face. Blair felt humiliated.

She regretted ever sending him the photo. Not even patient enough to get the makeup remover, she grabbed a cotton swab and started to remove the lipstick. She was frustrated, angrily wiping her face clean. Afterwards, she tossed the lipstick into a drawer and buried it deep under the rest of the detritus in there. Behind the suntan lotion, underneath the loofah, mixed in with all the other shades she rarely touched. Then she went to bed, leaving the desk lamp on.

tossed and turned in

her phone buzzed, she jerked up like a spring and reached for her phone out of reflex. It was

look very nice," he said. He was breathing heavily, as if he was

"very nice." Blair thought the world was bright and

I already deleted it. If he just saw my message, he shouldn't have been able to see

she asked, "Who looks

your pic," he

him an ellipsis and lay down, but still couldn't sleep. This time it was because of the thrill. She could almost hear her heart

of her blanket, took the lipstick out of the drawer, and put it in the most conspicuous spot on the vanity. Now,

essential part of their regimen. Sweat drenched the top he was wearing, but he still managed to glance at his phone and smile when he

same sky, two hearts

it took long

to get work done before their actual shift. Others took an early shift deliberately so they

open. While she stood there, her boss, Percy Jin, and his mistress, Filberta Wang stopped in front of the elevator to wait with her. Filberta Wang was not only Percy's mistress,

couldn't figure out, the mistress hated her. This was a

forties. His wife spent most of her time in the United States. So he had something on the side. This was a secret that everyone

their jobs,

walked in. Blair remained out in the lobby. "Come on, Blair. No sense in waiting there forever," he said, pressing the "open door"

exactly why Filberta Wang was hostile to her in

that Blair must have done something for the boss. She believed Blair sailed by on her beauty, instead of earning her spot. She even thought her

provided her with all kinds of insurance, meals, an apartment, bonuses and dividends. If you counted the bonuses, she earned at least $20,

with Blair's skill, the pay was well-deserved. She could

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