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."

that stuff," she snorted. She

stroked her cheek. "Don't see Miller

anger vanished. What wafted in the air now was affection and romance. There

He's out of my life." After Wesley had beaten up Miller,

He thought of Orion, who had been trying to make

previously. Time for me to return the favor."

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

he was worried about. She didn't have his training, his level of pain tolerance. She was probably in a lot of pain. And when he thought of that, he had a sobering thought. She was hurting because

his arms

she woke up, Wesley wasn't there. But Hartwell and Joslyn

Hartwell had pawned off his workload onto his coworkers, so he could spend time

you get here?" Blair asked. She turned to look out the window with bleary eyes.

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 with

a hand to stroke Joslyn's swollen belly. "Don't worry. The doctor applied some

on the bed, Hartwell walked to the headboard of the bed and folded the bed up. "You must be hungry. I'll heat up your

when she heard that. She was hungry. "Okay," Blair

pulled out the thermos. Turning, he said to her, "A foreigner brought your breakfast. He said he

We studied together in

called into work. He asked me

a work relationship. "Your boss is so good to you. Tell

friend had keen eye. Was

Wesley has some competition,"

lot of guys wanted to date me. How

a hottie. And his wallet's