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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 1845
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“Hey, hey, mea culpa, okay? I shouldn’t have said that. Forgive me?”

Blair’s crying cto a stop all of a sudden.

“Did I seduce you?” she sniffed.

“No. I…I con to you,” Wesley stammered, his hands balling into fists. It took a lot for him to say that.

Blair flashed a smug smile and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

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“That’s right.”

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Wesley didn’t know what to say.

She slid her arm into his and demanded, “Wesley, takeout for a bite. Or I’LL tell your mom you bulliedand disobeyed her.”

Wesley pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and looked at her red eyes.

“What am I going to do with you? If I weren’t a soldier, I’d marry you and ground you. You wouldn’t be able to talk to a soul.”

Blair knew what he meant and offered, “Marryand groundnow. You can chto a good meal and ssexy time. Then we’ll have a baby. Our baby and I will stay at hand wait for you. Sounds good, huh?”

Yes. The scene Blair described was attractive. He had to admit that it melted his heart and turned him on all at the stime.

But soon he realized that he was a soldier. He was in danger every single day. He could die without warning. He couldn’t Let her go through that.

Blair could sense that his mood changed suddenly. She pretended to cough.

“Ahem! Let go of me! You trying to strangle me?”

When he heard that, Wesley immediately let her go.

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“Get your act together,” he warned.

“I cried for such a long tI think I turned thirty,” Blair complained, pouting her lips.

Wesley sighed helplessly and asked, “What do you want to drink?”

“Are you going to buywhatever I want?”

“Of course.”

“An ice coke!”

He wanted to argue it was winter, but he also promised that he would buy her whatever she wanted to drink.

“You can only take a sip,” he finally said.

“One glass, nothing Less or more!” Blair insisted, haggling the amount with him.