NovelEnglishInside, anyone could tell he was livid.
With no choice left, Felicity, nursing a swollen ankle, hobbled to the door as fast as she could.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe moment the door swung open, Miles stormed in! His demeanor was unmistakable - like a husband catching a cheater in the act.
Felicity had never seen him this frantic before.
But upon entering the room, the aroma of spicy crawfish filled the air...
Calvin appeared hurriedly, donning a T-shirt, "What brings you here?" Miles glanced at him, then at Felicity, who was decently dressed.
Clearly, whatever he had imagined was happening inside wasn't the case.
"Langston?" Felicity, noticing his displeased expression, called out tentatively.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCalvin, ever the enthusiastic one, pointed to the spicy crawfish on the table, "Perfect timing, I ordered a ton. Wanna join us?" "Felicity, I need to talk to you." Feeling awkward, his only thought was to take her away from there.
"What's it about?" She clearly wasn't keen on leaving with him just yet.
Thankfully, while Miles might be slow on the uptake with emotional matters, he was quick-witted otherwise. With a serious look, he said sternly, "It's about Abigail." At the mention of her, Felicity immediately responded, "Then let's hurry! That Craig, is he bullying her again? Let's go, I'll give him a piece of my mind!" In her eagerness, she winced as her foot touched the ground, her resolve to confront anyone momentarily forgotten.
Miles, unable to stand it, scooped her up in his arms.
Being carried princess-style in front of Calvin, Felicity felt a bit embarrassed.
"I've got sstuff to handle, gotta go! You enjoy the crawfish!" she yelled to Calvin, but before she could finish, Miles was already carrying her out of the room. Once in the elevator, she patted his shoulder, "Langston, you don't have to carryall the way, I can walk, just a bit slowly." "Let's get to the car first." "Oh." Felicity realized the matter with Abigail must be urgent, or else dn't have rushed over to find her As he opened the car door and gently placed her in the passenger seat, then walked around to the driver's side, Felicity, watching him start the car and roll up his sleeves, grumbled, "Are we heading to the highway entrance again?" "Nope." "A different place? Where then?" "My place." Felicity at his refined theded for a few se profilet she had misheard.
"Your place? What for?" "What you and Calvin can do together, I can do with you." That statement...
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