True Love Waits novel Chapter 586

Cecelia suddenly held Blair's hand and said with much emphasis, "Just be yourself. Don't hold back."

"What?" Blair was confused.

"I heard from your uncle that you used to be upbeat, outgoing. Cheerful, even. You're a lot quieter now, maybe because your parents died. Blair, you're like my own daughter. Do what you want to do. Be who you want to be. Okay?"

The kind mother's warm words touched Blair's heart. Tears sprang to her eyes and they flowed down her cheek. "Okay..." she sobbed.

'Cecelia is so great. I wonder if she really could be my mother-in-law.' Blair felt a little sentimental, uncertain about her future. 'If Wesley and I can make it work.'

The night grew deeper. The two women didn't stop chatting until the small hours. At that point, Cecelia had to give it up and close her eyes to sleep.

Listening to Cecelia's steady breathing, Blair stared at the ceiling, pondering what had happened earlier that night.

She wondered if Wesley also had feelings for her. Otherwise, why would he keep snatching every chance he had to kiss her? Or was it just how men act around women?

Before she closed her eyes to take some sleep, she checked the time on her phone. It was already 4:10 in the morning. No wonder she was tired! She lay back, closed her eyes, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Not even three hours later, Wesley opened the door to the apartment. It was quiet inside. It seemed like the two women weren't awake yet.

He put the breakfast he'd bought in the kitchen and then walked back to the living room, dialing a number.

A sleepy voice mumbled, "Hello... Who is it?"

"It's me." Wesley's voice jarred Blair awake. She abruptly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Cecelia's sleeping face.

"I'm in the living room," Wesley said.

Blair checked the time. Way too early. 'Why is he so eager to go shopping with us?' she wondered.

She quickly got out of bed, put on her slippers and quietly opened the door. Then she made sure to close the door behind her after walking out.

Seeing her come out, Wesley hung up. He was curious of her careful movements.

Meeting Wesley's eyes, Blair suddenly realized that she hadn't freshened up yet, nor had she combed her messy hair. She hadn't even changed out of her nightgown.

But it was too late to go back—what's done is done. Wesley was already looking her up and down. Blair discreetly lowered her head to take a look at herself. She was dressed in a slip night dress. It wasn't that revealing anyway. Embarrassed, she smoothed her hair and asked, "Why are you here so early?"

For a moment, Wesley couldn't take his eyes off her. This was the first time he saw her like this. Her long hair fell on her creamy-white shoulders. Although she had a cute, sleepy look on her face, it couldn't mask her natural beauty. On the contrary, it added to her allure.

Expressionless, he tore his eyes away and took out his phone to distract himself. "Freshen up and get some breakfast," he said curtly.

Blair nodded and asked, "Should I wake up your mom?"

"Sure."

She nodded again and returned to her bedroom. Wesley's curious voice rang behind her. "Mom's in your room? You shared a bed last night?"

"Yes." She turned her head and nodded.

'No wonder she tiptoed out. She didn't want to wake up my mom, ' he realized.

A few minutes later, Cecelia emerged from Blair's bedroom, yawning. Seeing her son on the sofa, she rolled her eyes and told him off, "I told you not to come so early. Nothing's open now."

Generally, shopping malls opened around ten. It was only twenty past seven now.

Wesley replied nonchalantly, "You take so long to do everything. By the time we're ready to go, it will be ten o'clock."

Cecelia let out a cold humph. "We'll see. I'll be quick today."