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Love Coming from the Least Expected Chapter 12
He then texted: You really suck at cooking.
I replied: So, will you cook for me again next time?
He did not reply for a long time. Just when I thought that I had
been a bit too rude, he finally texted: If you eat my food, I’ll have
to eat you.
Rendered speechless, I replied: Haven’t you already done that
many times?
He then messaged: I have, but it’s still not enough.
Not enough…
I laughed and texted back: You’re the incapable one, but you’re
blaming it on me?
He immediately replied: I was just afraid that you would get
tired. Otherwise, I can guarantee that you won’t be able to get
out of bed for three days.
This guy and his dirty talk. Merely reading his messages caused
my face to heat up.
For the next few days, we continued to maintain such
conversations via text. Every time we finished texting, I would
always delete the chat records in case Lyle saw them.
However, Christopher never came again, and I assumed it was
because he was busy.
Two days later, he suddenly sent me a location and texted: Come
out.
After clicking it open, I realized that the location was the park
near my home. Why did he go there? To take a stroll?
Just as I was hesitating whether or not to go, a new WhatsApp
message came in. It read: Hurry up. It’s hot.
Hot? It’s winter now…
I replied: What’s hot?
He messaged back: My heart.
A little confused, I then texted back: Huh?
He replied: I want you. There was a pitiful-looking emoticon at
the end of the message.
I had to admit that he was really good at flirting.
Without hesitation, I put on a random coat and headed out. After
all, Lyle would not be back that early.
When I got there, he was sitting at a pavilion in the park. Dressed
in a black suit and a white shirt, he looked a bit tired with ruffled
hair and his tie casually pulled aside.
As soon as he saw me, he broke into a smile and stood up.
Stretching his hands out, he said warmly, “Come here, Eve.”
Eve!
I was stunned for a moment, feeling touched. Other than my
parents, he was the only one who called me that. Even Lyle only
called me Yvonne.
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