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 had never had sex

He stroked her cheek. "Don't see

What wafted in the air now was affection

him. He's out of my life." After Wesley had beaten up Miller, the family cut contact with her. And

kiss her, but he didn't. He thought of Orion, who had been trying to make ties with Blair, even coming to the

care of me previously. Time for

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

tolerance. She was probably in a

fell asleep in his arms as

Wesley wasn't there. But Hartwell and

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

She turned to look out the

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

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

bed and folded the

when she heard that.

lunch box on the table, and pulled out the thermos. Turning, he said to her, "A foreigner brought your breakfast. He said

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

called into work. He asked me to tell you

was intrigued. She sensed something more than just a work relationship. "Your boss is so good to you. Tell me, he have

had keen eye. Was Orion that obvious? "Yeah," she said. "Nothing gets past

Wesley has

guys wanted to date me. How is this any different?"

Orion is a hottie. And his wallet's fat,"