“You sound like Hartwell when ites to me choosing a boyfriend. Strict and demanding.” There was
sarcasm in her tone.
The smile on Wesley’s face faded.
“You think it shouldn’t concern me?”
“It hardly seems to matter what I think. Tell me, will you butt out if I say so?”
ir snorted
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“No! I’m a man of my word,” he said immediately in a stern and authoritative voice. He had already told
her that he was responsible for her until she found a reliable boyfriend. Till that time, he would take
care of her.
ir suddenly became upset. Her mood had been changing all night, swinging like a pendulum.
Happiness, thrill, excitement, gratitude, gloom, annoyance, anger. She had experienced it all in the
span of one night.
She tried to change the subject.
“So, what do you n to do tomorrow?”
“What’s your n?” he asked, instead of answering her question.
“I’m out of job now. At first, I nned to sleep for two days before I begin my quest for a new job. But
now that you have some days off, I want to have some fun with you.” She Liked him. She didn’t want to
conceal her feelings for him.
“Any particr ce where you want to go?”
“I’m thinking about Happy Valley. Actually, I want to ride a roller coaster, but I’m too afraid to do it on my
own. I feel that if you’re with me, I might be able to do it.” ir always felt that as long as
Wesley was by her side, she could do anything. All the fears and inhibitions would go away when he
was with her.
‘What? Aren’t amusement parks like Happy Valley for children? Will I have to do these childish things
with her?’ he thought with a frown on his face.
Noticing his silence and frowning face, ir reasoned out, “If you don’t want to go with me, it’s fine. I’m
not so eager to go anyway. Do whatever you want. I’ll just stay at home, sleeping in the daytime and
looking for a job at night.” Her voice suddenly turned low and sad.
“Here we go. Another trick of hers.‘ Wesley sighed.
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“Okay. I’ll just take Megan to Happy Valley tomorrow then. Enjoy your sleep.”
“Take Megan to Happy Valley?’ ir thought she heard it wrong. She looked at him in disbelief, too
mad to utter a word.
Wesley, though, was stone-faced. There was no trace of sarcasm or teasing. He seemed extremely
serious about his n. Just then, they reached the parking lot.
He got out of the car once it rolled to a halt, and came to her side.
As if not sensing her mood at all, he unbuckled her seat belt and was going to carry her out of the car
as usual
“No!” she rebuffed angrily.
“I can jump. You don’t need to be so concerned.”
Wesley stared at her for a few seconds and then asked, “Did I ever say that I don’t want to go with
you?”