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."

about that stuff," she snorted. She

stroked her cheek.

air

him. He's out of my life." After Wesley had beaten

thought of Orion, who had been trying to make ties with Blair, even coming to the hospital to take care of

previously. Time for me to return the favor." Until she was

You're still recuperating. And your wound reopened in the fight. That must have hurt a lot." Her hand brushed across

hurt." He was used to all kinds of injuries. It was 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

arms as the night

next morning, when she woke up, Wesley wasn't there. But Hartwell and

due next month. Hartwell had pawned off his workload onto his coworkers, so

turned to look out the window with bleary eyes. It was

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

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

bed

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

Turning, he said to her, "A foreigner brought your breakfast. He

who it was. "Yeah. That's Orion. We studied together in London. Now

but he got called into work. He asked me to tell you he dropped

"Your boss is so good to you. Tell me, he have a

eye. Was Orion that obvious? "Yeah," she

like Wesley has some competition,"

of guys wanted to date me. How

hottie. And his