Burning Passion: Love Never Die

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“No need. But I can see that you’re a pretty good liar.”

“What?” Blair was confused.

Wesley took another huge gulp of water without responding to her words.

He didn’t want to embarrass her further.

Then she remembered that she had told him earlier there was no mineral water Left in their home. Damn! “This is the last bottle,” she said, trying to save face with an embarrassed smile.

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Wesley nodded and said, “Then I’ll head downstairs to get a box.”

They didn’t have a water dispenser yet in this new apartment, so they had been buying mineral water.

Seeing that he had turned around to buy water, Blair panicked. She grabbed his arm and said, “No… don’t…”

Wesley had only to look at her to know what was going on. He gently moved her hand away and walked into the kitchen. Several 500 ml bottles of water along with a five liter bottle of water stood where they usually stored bottled mineral water.

He then opened the freezer to find that apart from food, there were also several kinds of beverages.

When he returned to the living room, Blair had already Locked herself in her bedroom, too embarrassed to face him. He stared at the door to her bedroom for a bit, then smiled and walked inside his own bedroom.

The next morning, Blair was woken up by ssharp knocks on her door.

She turned in bed with annoyance, wondering if she’d dreamed it. Then she put the covers over her head, determined to get more sleep.

“Blair,” Wesley called from outside the door.

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Hearing his voice, she sat up abruptly.

“Blair,” he called again.

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Blair jumped out of bed, slipped into her slippers and trotted to open the door. Wesley was fully dressed, sporting a gray Long-sleeved shirt

(unbuttoned) over a white V-necked T-shirt and black jeans.

This was the first tshe had seen him in something else other than his uniform and pajamas.

She looked at him in surprise, as if he had turned into a different person. Even his hair was a little messier than usual.

“7 a.m, Tto get up,” he reminded her.

“It’s too early.” She was sleepy. Besides, she didn’t even have to go to work. She needed her beauty sleep, and was determined to get it.

That was what days off were for.

“Happy Valley,” Wesley replied simply.

Oh, right. They talked about that yesterday.

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