True Love Waits novel Chapter 631

Blair noticed how Wesley walked on without saying a word. She sensed a brewing headache and wondered, 'Is he seriously giving me the silent treatment?'

They reached a crossroad; if they went right, they would reach the parking lot. The other led to the front gate. Wesley stopped in his tracks, hesitating for a few seconds. He gestured to the path that would bring them to the entrance. "I'll walk you to the gate," he said.

"Sure," Blair agreed as she let out a sigh of relief. He finally said something.

On their way to the front gate, Blair phoned Adalson. "Uncle Adalson, I have something to do and I'm leaving now. Yes, he's with me now. Okay. Bye."

Wesley escorted Blair on the way out. With him by her side, she got through the gate's heavy security without any difficulty. As soon as they got out of the base, a gust of cold wind hit her face.

It was dark outside, with only a few street lamps on. Blair jumped a few times to keep herself warm. She turned to Wesley and told him, "You can go back to your office. I'll just wait for Orion here. I won't go anywhere."

He put a cigarette between his lips and took out the lighter from his pocket. "Keep your distance from me, please."

Blair's lips twitched. Nonetheless, she took a few steps back and watched him light his cigarette.

"You... Are you a heavy smoker?" She'd seen him smoke more than a few times before.

He blew out a cloud of smoke opposite Blair's direction. He made sure his secondhand smoke would not reach the girl. "Not really." He only smoked heavily whenever he was annoyed.

'Not really?' Blair was not buying it. She tried her best not to nag, but she still ended up reminding him, "Don't smoke too much. It's bad for your health."

Wesley turned to look at her. He was puzzled by the girl's sudden concern for him. 'Is she worried about me?'

The way Wesley was looking at her made Blair uneasy. She was trying to make out what was going on behind his eyes. A few seconds passed and Blair finally started speaking again. "Well, it was not my intention to meddle with your business," she said quietly. "I purely meant what I said. Smoking kills, you know?"

Wesley pulled his gaze away from Blair and huffed another puff.

Blair sighed. She gave up trying to read Wesley's thoughts. Wesley seemed off to her. She just couldn't quite put her finger on it.

'Is it because of my poor singing? Is he disappointed in me? Did I let him down?

But I don't think that's the case. The younger soldiers told me I sang well, ' she thought to herself.

Blair kept moving around to keep herself warm. She tried jumping up and down, and stomping her feet. Aside from Blair's minimal squirming, there was only silence. The quiet was instantly interrupted by the buzzing of Wesley's phone. "Hello?" he promptly answered.

After exchanging a few words with the person on the other side of the line, Wesley hung up and looked at Blair. She knew exactly what that look meant. It meant he was going to get busy again. "Please, go on with your work. I'll wait here," she told the soldier.

"Wait at the security room."

Wesley led Blair into the security room. She sat down and waited for Orion. Wesley gave the security guard a few instructions. He gave Blair one last look before dashing out and disappearing without uttering another word.

Twenty minutes later, Orion finally arrived. Blair heard the brakes of his car, but before she could peek out the window to check if it really was Orion, her phone rang. "Blair, I'm right outside. Where are you now?" he asked the girl.

"I'm coming." Blair hung up and notified the security guard that she was leaving. She ran towards the parked Lamborghini in which Orion was waiting.

Orion got out of the car to open the car door for Blair. "Why are you in such a remote place?" he asked curiously. "If it weren't a military base, I would've thought you were kidnapped or something!"

Blair chuckled. "Just running a few errands." She didn't tell him more.

The Lamborghini disappeared into the horizon and the security guard gave Wesley a call.

It was 24 minutes to eleven. Wesley ended the call and continued with his work.