True Love Waits novel Chapter 697

Now that she couldn't watch the movie, Blair scolded Wesley like a naughty kid. "Just sit there and watch the movie. If you don't want to watch it, just leave! Quit bugging me!"

"Just relax and watch the movie," Wesley said casually.

'How can I do that, when you're stroking my hand nonstop?' she thought to herself.

When she'd finally had enough, Blair stood up and said coldly, "Out of my way."

Wesley sat on her left, blocking her way out.

"Where are you going?"

"To save the world!" she said impatiently.

"Yeah, right." Wesley looked her up and down with a smirk. A slip of a girl like that couldn't even save herself.

"Yeah! What? Don't think I can?" she spat.

"No, it's nothing." Wesley immediately shook his head. How could he look down on her?

"Get away!"

Wesley reached out his hand and pulled her towards him. As a result, Blair lost her balance. She sat down on his lap, hard.

They were so close to each other that her heart began to race wildly in her chest.

Wesley held her slender waist and whispered in her ear, "You're so thin. You need to gain some weight." If she were a bit heavier, she'd be more cuddly, and feel better in his arms.

Blair's face was red as a tomato. How could he say that? "I know I'm not as sexy as the other girls you see. They all look like models, huh? You'll never fall for a twiggy woman like me, that's for sure."

"You're cute when you're mad," he simply said.

"I don't care if you want me or not. There are a ton of men lining up waiting to date me. Let me go. I'm on a date."

Wesley grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him, but she was too embarrassed to look him in the eye. This was so awkward. He was trying to put the moves on her, and all she wanted was to leave.

Wesley played with her long, curly hair and said, "This isn't you. We'll go to a hair salon to get a better do. And I'll buy you some clothes—preferably with more cloth." He wasn't happy with what she was wearing. She wore a backless top and a mini skirt. If she raised her arms, you could see her belly button. Maybe she could wear these clothes around him. But not around other men.

"No way." 'I'm not your slave. I can wear what I want. I decided I had enough, so I should dress the part. Curly hair and a backless top are just my style.'

"Is that your final answer?" he asked in a threatening tone.

"Yeah." She wouldn't listen to him no matter what he said.

What happened next shocked her out of her wits. Wesley grabbed her top and tore it.

It was a quiet part of the movie, and both of them heard clearly what happened.