Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Her stomach was already growling, so the smell almost made her drool.

“When did you get here?” she asked Cecelia, trying to hold in her saliva.

“Did you cook all this? Just for the two of us?”

“I got here this afternoon. And you know me-I don’t cook. There seems to be too much food, so I invited Wesley over. He has a healthy appetite. Niles is out of town, so there will just be three of us.”

To Cecelia, Blair was now Like a daughter-in-law. She escorted Blair to a chair and had her sit down.

“Wesley is too uptight, but his bark is worse than his bite. Just ignore him. We do,“ she prattled on.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Oh, okay,” Blair replied with a nod. Cecelia’s enthusiasm made her feel a little flustered.

On the other hand, deep down, the tiniest part of her longed for the day that Wesley would notice her and decide she was the one for him; there was still a chance they could be together. So she thought that she should build a good relationship with Cecelia.

Remembering neither of them had washed their hands, Cecelia followed her to the bathroom so they could do just that.

When they got back to the table, Cecelia busied herself with lLadling soup for herself and Blair. Blair took the bowl from her and said,

“Wesley isn’t here yet. Should we wait?”

“Nah. He won’t care. Let’s eat. There will be plenty left for him. He can heat it up when he gets back.”

Blair couldn’t believe her ears. ‘Do they always treat him like this?” Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Cecelia noticed the stunned look on her face. She reflected on what she had said and then explained, “He’s been in the army for a long time.

He’s not picky. We can Leave a portion of each dish for him

Blair nodded and ladled a bowl of soup for Cecelia.

“Here, Aunt

Cecelia, have some soup. You go ahead and eat. I want to wait for him.

“Oh honey, you’ve been working all day. You must be hungry. You eat.

I’Ul call him.” Cecelia placed the bowl of soup in front of Blair.

Seeing this, Blair tried to stand up and Ladle another bowl of soup for her. But Cecelia put a hand on her shoulder to stop her.

“I don’t need any. Be right back. I’ll call Wesley.”

Blair said nothing more. ‘Wesley is nothing like his mother. Niles is, though. They’re both outgoing. *

Blair ate the soup absent-mindedly. Cecelia apparently got her son on the line.

“Wes, are you on your way?