“There. Letget you strapped in.”
Blair barely managed to sit upright and waited for him to fasten the seat belt. Her head lolled a bit. It was definitely late for her.
Wesley craned his head into the car. Blair smiled cunningly, held his face and gave him a kiss.
“Wesley, you’re so good to me.”
Wesley was stunned for a bit, not knowing how to react. Then he pulled her hands away and fastened her seat belt.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Sit tight,” he said
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“Uh huh.”
Wesley closed the door and happened to see Hartwell’s car driving off.
He didn’t wait around to watch, and got in the driver’s seat.
Inside Hartwell’s Mercedes Benz
Joslyn looked at Wesley’s car and asked in confusion, “Wesley’s there.
Why not pull up and say hi?”
Hartwell closed his eyes and leaned against the back seat.
“I’m in no mood to talk to him. He hurt Blair,” he said coldly.
Joslyn’s jaw dropped at his words. After a while, she slapped her thigh and exclaimed, “Whenever Blair’s drunk, all she wants to drink is
Wahaha. She can be kind of bitchy about it, too. I totally forgot to tell Wesley.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThinking of Blair’s weird cravings, Hartwell rubbed his aching eyebrows and then held Joslyn’s hand in his.
“They’ll be fine.”
For sreason, Blair had a hankering for Wahaha probiotic milk. There were worse things she could drink, certainly. But she’d erupt into tears and get kind of abusive when she couldn’t lay her hands on any.
The funny thing was, she didn’t care for it when she was sober.
Joslyn and Hartwell both ran into this before. They had to admit that it was rather annoying.
Hartwell’s mood suddenly becbetter. ‘Ha! She’s his problem now.
He’ll find out soon enough.
Wesley, who knew nothing about this, started the engine and left the parking lot. He turned onto the roadway and headed towards the Eastern Coastal Apartments.
Just as he turned the corner, Blair pounced on him, held his waist and rubbed her face against his chest. She was still belted in, straining against the limits of the seat belt.