No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 662

Suddenly, Conrad burst into the room, heading straight for the bedroom without noticing that I was asleep on the couch. Dustin wiped the corner of his mouth, and I caught a glimpse of a red stain. Emerging from the bedroom, Dustin spoke, “You don't need to think the worst of me.”

By then, Conrad had noticed me on the couch. Seeing my clothes were intact seemed to calm him somewhat. “Then you shouldn't have messed with her,” he said.

Dustin, leaning against the liquor cabinet, pulled out a tissue to dab at his mouth before pouring himself a drink. “She was the one coming onto me,” he replied.

My heart sank. Did Dustin realize I was deliberately getting close to him?

“Aren't you the one who's been eyeing her?” Conrad challenged, seeing right through Dustin.

With a couple of buttons undone on his crisp white shirt, Dustin had a reckless air about him. “Rad, don't forget you're not her man anymore. She's single and free to start a new relationship. There's nothing unethical about me liking her,” he said.

Dustin always had a way of staying composed; his argument was faultless. Conrad, on the other hand, was neither calm nor collected. “You can like anyone you want, just not her,” he insisted.

“Just because she was with you before?” Dustin's voice dripped with mockery. “That doesn't bother me.”

His words reminded me of something Dustin had said before, that he didn't care about my past, only that I was the one for him.

“But it bothers me,” Conrad retorted almost irrationally. “Anyone but her.”