True Love Waits

Chapter 662 I’m Sorry

"Not until you tell me what it is," Blair said.

"You're kidding, right? You really don't know? You never did that with Miller?" Wesley asked. He remembered that she and Miller were together for quite a while, and figured they probably tried lots of sexual positions. His hand balled into a fist at the thought of it.

"Miller? What does he have to do with any of this? Why did you have to bring him up? Buzzkill!"

His hand which had been rubbing her lips grabbed her chin. "He ever let you..." And he leaned in close to whisper to her.

Blair got what he meant. That even though her hands were injured, she could use her mouth. Not only was he assuming she and Miller had sex, but was also asking for a blow job.

'Asshole!' Blair found his arm and bit into it.

Wesley didn't make a sound, but the sharp pain made him grit his teeth.

Blair let go. Her teeth weren't sharp enough to draw blood. She shoved his arm away and raged, "Get out!"

Touching the bite mark on his arm tenderly, Wesley asked calmly, "When did you turn into a dog?" She had bitten him more than once.

"I turned into you!" she stormed.

If she wasn't injured, she would have kicked him-hard. Maybe even punched him too.

Wesley was not happy, either. But he could only blame himself. It was his fault that Blair ended up with Miller. If he hadn't turned her down, she wouldn't have gotten engaged to that cheating scumbag. He did have regrets. Every missed opportunity with Blair was a regret.

He took her into his arms ruefully, kissed her hair and apologized, "I'm sorry."

what he said to her. "Don't ever talk about that stuff," she snorted. She

stroked her cheek.

air now was affection and romance. There never was a

life." After Wesley had beaten up

Orion, who had been trying to make ties with Blair, even coming to the hospital to take care of her, and it bugged

hand, he offered, "You took care of me previously. Time for me to return the favor." Until she

recuperating. And your wound reopened in the fight. That must have hurt a lot." Her hand

he was worried about. She didn't have his training, his level of pain tolerance.

arms

when she woke up, Wesley wasn't there. But Hartwell and Joslyn were, sitting in

off his workload onto his coworkers, so he

you get here?" Blair asked. She turned to look out

the sofa, walked over and sat on the bed-with Hartwell's help. She was pretty big now. "Bless, you're awake. How're you feeling? Does it still hurt?" she asked

Joslyn's swollen belly. "Don't worry. The doctor applied some antibiotic ointment

the bed and folded the bed up. "You must be hungry. I'll heat

eyes lit up when she heard that. She was hungry. "Okay,"

lunch box on the table, and pulled out the thermos. Turning, he said

who it was. "Yeah. That's Orion. We studied

work. He asked me to tell you he dropped by,

was intrigued. She sensed something more than just a work relationship. "Your boss is so

keen eye. Was

Sounds like Wesley has some competition," Joslyn

date me.

is a hottie. And