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 had never had

Ever." He stroked her cheek. "Don't see

wafted in the air now was affection and romance. There never was

I don't even talk to him. He's out of my life." After Wesley had beaten

had been trying to make

Time

don't need to. You're still recuperating. And your wound reopened in the fight. That must have hurt

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,

his arms

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

coworkers, so he could spend time with

asked. She turned to look out the window with bleary eyes. It

the bed-with Hartwell's help. She was pretty big now. "Bless, you're awake. How're

stroke Joslyn's swollen belly. "Don't worry. The doctor applied some antibiotic ointment to my wounds. It stung at first, but not

on the bed, Hartwell walked to the headboard of the bed and folded the bed up. "You must

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

the thermos. Turning, he said

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

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

something more than just a work relationship. "Your boss is so

keen eye. Was Orion that obvious?

Sounds like Wesley has some

of guys wanted to date me. How is this

Orion is a hottie. And his wallet's