“There. Let me get you strapped in.”
ir barely managed to sit upright and waited for him to fasten the seat belt. Her head lolled a bit. It
was definitelyte for her.
Wesley craned his head into the car. ir 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.
“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 ir,” he said coldly.
Joslyn’s jaw dropped at his words. After a while, she pped her thigh and eximed, “Whenever
ir’s drunk, all she wants to drink is
Wahaha. She can be kind of bitchy about it, too. I totally forgot to tell Wesley.”
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Thinking of ir’s weird cravings, Hartwell rubbed his aching eyebrows and then held Joslyn’s hand in
his.
“They’ll be fine.”
For some reason, ir 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’ty 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 became better. ‘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, ir 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.