True Love Waits

Damon put his arm around Carlos' other shoulder and said, "Count me in. We'll let him have a taste of the strength that's behind Gwyn-a team of badass men that can beat him to death! He'd better behave himself."

Wesley's lips curled into a sneer. "We're not the only men in the team. Remember, I have an army. I alone can call in thousands of men to kick his ass if he does anything wrong by Gwyn."

Damon nodded, "Damn right! Gwyn is like a granddaughter to you. That's the least you could do to protect her."

Carlos finally smiled. "Let's get out of here. I don't have time for him now. I need to go home to Gwyn."

"Okay, let's go!"

The three men got into their cars and left the parking lot.

As he leaned against the wall, Sheffield thought about Carlos' creepy smile. He had no idea that he had just escaped a beating from an army.

He and Joshua were left alone in the corridor. The deafening music from the booths filled the air. Both of them stayed silent for a while, and then, an ominous presentiment came over Sheffield. "Old Fan, I have a bad feeling about this."

"Could you please stop calling me that?" It sounded like Sheffield was calling him an old fan. Despite the fact that his surname was indeed Fan, Joshua didn't like being addressed that way.

"Carlos has never smiled at me. Ever! But he just did, and there was something weird about that smile. It was creepy as hell. He's probably cooking up something to mess with me," Sheffield said, ignoring Joshua's protest. He stared at the path through which Carlos had left, deep in thought.

Joshua disagreed. "You're just overthinking. Maybe he was in a good mood because of Aunt Debbie's call. Besides, even if he really is trying to get you into trouble, I don't think you have much to worry about. You're smart and strong-a survivor, who always bounces back."

"Well," Sheffield mused. "You do have a point..." But the ominous feeling did not leave him. Carlos' smile meant something; he believed there was a hidden meaning behind it.

It was like the old man knew that something was about to go down, and he was secretly glad that Sheffield had no idea what was going on. He felt like Carlos was enjoying as he, knowing nothing, walked into a trap. He was laughing at his helpless situation. The thought made Sheffield restless.

"Why didn't you explain to him that you were only flirting with the woman because you had lost a bet? What if he tells Evelyn? Did you even think about that? Since when have you become so careless?" Joshua was worried.

the wall, Sheffield looked at his friend and said, "If I stopped flirting with other

but he had no experience in the matters of love and relationships, nor

a sigh, Sheffield put his arm around Joshua's shoulder. "Let's

me out, saying that I couldn't go back until I either got promoted or got married." He

Then, come to

war brewing amongst the family members. Joshua couldn't stand being around those people. Sheffield

because I don't want to stay with them either. Let's go to my apartment." Sheffield's heart screamed. It

right!" Joshua had no problem with that. In fact, he welcomed

Carlos' daughter and I'll marry her. I will make her serve me, dress me up and cook for me. I will reward her with sweet words if she makes me happy and I will punish her

Joshua said,

her too much to do

idiot marries her. Things will be very interesting,' he thought to himself with a smirk. In the

manor at the same time. When they went upstairs to check on Gwyn, the little girl was still up, holding her doll. Debbie was with her. Evelyn checked the time on her wristwatch; it was already past midnight. She asked with concern, "Sweetie, it's late. Why haven't you gone to bed? Come here." Gwyn stretched her little arms and Evelyn held her daughter. Leaning her head on Evelyn's shoulder, the little girl closed her eyes without saying

get her to sleep for hours, but she just wouldn't. And the

girl's head and felt bad that his granddaughter had to stay up so late because neither he nor Evelyn was around. He said to Evelyn, "One of us should stay home to take care of her. We can't both be

Evelyn nodded, "Yes."

baby to sleep.

up the doll and patted it clean. When Debbie saw the scratch on his hand, she grabbed his wrist and asked, "What happened to your

scratch and answered casually, "I had a fight with that brat. It's just

"Brat?" Evelyn asked, confused.

is some kind of a big deal. When I hit him, he even dared to fight back!" The words, "Mr.

Evelyn looked at each other. Neither of them knew how to respond to Carlos'

the first aid kit. We

the wound. What if I get infected? Call the doctor and

rolled her eyes and snapped, "Are you done? Sheffield is not even here. Whom