'What was I thinking? Why did I say both people and dogs like him?'
Gabrielle thought and felt ashamed.
Westley was the man whom any woman in Antawood would dream of marrying. And here, she dared to use an animal - a dog - to appraise him. It was certainly going to annoy Westley.
As he stood glaring, his eyes were getting colder and colder. And Gabrielle was getting fearful.
"Well, nothing to be offended about, Westley. I just meant that you are adored by all. Not only are you liked by people, but also by dogs. It's like every person and every dog love you. Look at Blackboo. It is just a puppy. It left its mommy some time ago and came to this new and strange environment. So, naturally it will depend on the first creature it meets. It is getting so close to you as if it takes you as its second mother." Things were indeed turning weirder as she realized she was worsening the condition. It wasn't a good way to be described and compared like that. After all, Westley was a man. Who would be happy to be regarded or called as a dog's mother?
"Well, you are the second being in his life, so he knows that he can rely on you. Blackboo gets a sense of security because of your presence. And see how eager he is to get close to you." Gabrielle tried to rephrase the whole thing, which sounded much more pleasant to hear than being called a dog's second mother.
'I don't think Westley is annoyed now, ' thought Gabrielle. She observed his face carefully. The frowns had eased up a bit and he didn't seem to be angry anymore.
"Gabrielle, is this what you think of me?" Westley asked in a serious tone.
His words made her ponder, 'What did I think of Westley? Why did he suddenly ask me about my opinion? And why did he sound so serious? This is really becoming very difficult for me.'
"Westley, you've suddenly asked me a serious question. How do you expect me to answer it now?" Gabrielle asked him in a sincere tone.
"Well, didn't you say that everyone loves me? Then tell me, do you love me?" Westley asked her.
As soon as the question had been voiced, Gabrielle was stunned. 'Why has it reached to the question of love? Everything seems to be moving too fast for me.'
"Woof! Woof! Woof!" the black dog quickly finished its milk and started barking. The sound broke the silence prevailing in the awkward atmosphere.
Gabrielle immediately turned around to look at Blackboo. The little puppy had finished its milk, yet it wasn't satisfied. It wanted some more milk.
"Blackboo! Are you still hungry?" Gabrielle tried to calm it down and her attention drifted away from Westley.
She didn't want her mood to be affected by Westley and his tantrums.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!" Blackboo barked again like it was replying to Gabrielle.
Clearly it was still hungry and wasn't going to be quiet unless it was fed.
It needed more milk.
"Okay! Okay! Wait here. I'll get you some more milk. Just stay with Westley. C'mon play around both of you and have fun. I'll be right back." Gabrielle hurried towards the kitchen.
She felt like she had asked Blackboo and Westley to play around like friends. She was sure now that he would be mad at her.
There was a smile on Westley's face as he stood watching Gabrielle, who ran faster than a rabbit.
'This woman is getting bolder and bolder. She has even started teasing me. Where did she get the courage to do so?'
"So, Blackboo, do you like me?" Westley asked. He sounded serious as he kept staring at Blackboo.
He didn't know if Blackboo could understand what he had said. On the other hand, the puppy seemed to be excited because the man, who always treated him coldly, was suddenly being gentle towards him. He started wagging his tail.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
"Well, it seems like you do like me. So, is it true that every human and every dog loves me?" Westley asked, raising his eyebrows. He was thoughtful and recollected those words.
He wondered if Gabrielle was telling the truth or just trying to coax him.
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