He Gave Her My Eyes A Story of Final Sight novel Chapter 178

Theresia sat across from them, quietly listening. After a while, she propped her chin up with her hand and asked, “Hanson, if a guy tells a girl, ‘That was my first kiss,’ what is he really saying?”

Just a few minutes ago, Garry had texted her: Teresa, that was my first kiss.

Theresia’s mind was spinning. She felt dazed and confused.

Hanson’s eyes widened so much it looked like they might pop out. “Wait, who did you kiss?”

Wasn’t Hanson supposed to be tipsy? How was he still so sharp?

Theresia refused to admit anything. “It wasn’t me, it was a friend of mine.”

Helena crossed her arms and leaned in, ready to interrogate. “Come on, tell the truth.”

Theresia started to panic a bit. “There’s nothing to tell. You two know exactly how many guys are around me. Basically none. So how could it possibly be me?”

Helena tapped her chin, thinking it over. “Hanson, she’s kind of right.”

Hanson stretched out his legs and leaned back, looking completely relaxed and nothing like the usual uptight professional. Chewing on a toothpick, he gave the question some thought. “If a guy says that, he probably wants to sleep with your friend.”

Theresia immediately choked on her tea and ended up spraying Hanson. He looked at her, totally caught off guard. “Why are you so jumpy, Theresia?”

She grabbed some napkins and handed them over. “Nothing, I just swallowed wrong.”

Hanson shot her a look, clearly not buying it. “Sure, I totally believe you.”

Theresia gave a few awkward laughs, and just like that, the conversation moved on.

Garry didn’t bat an eye. He pressed a hand over his wound and said, “I’m not feeling too great. Can you give me a lift? That’s not asking too much, is it?”

When she saw this, Theresia suddenly remembered how she’d shoved him earlier. She couldn’t help but wonder if she’d hurt him more. Something strange and soft flickered inside her.

So Lawrence could only watch as Theresia walked away, and then, looking totally unwilling, he turned to help Garry instead.

“Of course it’s not too much,” he said, his expression dark.

Aaron drove, with Garry and Lawrence sitting in the back. From the moment they got in, Garry was glued to his phone, smiling the whole time.

Lawrence’s curiosity got the better of him. “Whoever’s making you smile like that must be someone really special. Is it a woman?”

Garry turned his head and looked Lawrence straight in the eye, a little smile tugging at his lips. “It’s my lover. If there’s ever a chance, I’d love to introduce you two.”