No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 437

I gazed out at the myriad of lights twinkling from the windows across the city, “I get it. You think if there was something sparking between them, it would have happened already, right? No room for you in that equation.”

“Exactly. When I fell for Yates, the feeling was mutual. We were on the same wavelength, even if we were in different dimensions,” Fanny said, her words brimming with confidence and joy.

Whether her words were a form of self-comfort or genuinely heartfelt, I couldn't tell. But I didn't want to dampen her spirits, so I played along, “You guys are soulmates.”

Then, something crossed my mind, and I leaned in closer to her, “Have you and Yates... you know, taken things to the next level? Become one in both soul and body?”

A flush of unease swept across Fanny's cheeks, “Not yet.”

“Is it because he's not into it, or are you the one holding back?” I couldn't help but pry.

“It feels like the timing isn't quite right,” Fanny was open with me about it.

“How about tonight, I and Ernest book you guys a suite. Set the right mood, and everything will fall into place,” I suggested.

“Cut it out. That's not setting a mood, that's just awkward,” Fanny retorted, giving me a look.

Her gaze was peculiar, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Fanny replied, “Seeing how you've turned bad.”

I did a little shimmy, “A woman's got to have her edge, or she'll never catch a man's love.”

Laughing, Fanny and I returned to our private dining room where Ernest had also come back, deep in conversation with Yates.

As we sat down, I recalled Ernest chatting with Jeremy earlier, so I tentatively mentioned, “I saw the big boss earlier.”

“Oh,” was all he said.

I was about to think he was indeed up to something since he didn't mention seeing him too, but then he added, “Saw him too, on my way to the restroom,” explaining further.

Fanny and I were taken aback, then Fanny remarked, “Mr. Collins, spreading the love, huh?”

I hadn't expected Ernest to say something like that, which left me feeling all bubbly and sweet inside.

I leaned against Ernest, giving Fanny a cheeky wink, and joined in the teasing, “Dr. Willis and Yates, feel free to spread some love around too.”

Fanny remained reserved, sitting properly next to Yates until dinner was over.

Since we had all had a bit to drink, we opted for a designated driver. After dropping Yates off, as we were about to leave the hotel, he took Fanny's hand, “Wait, I need to talk to you.”

It was a clear invitation to stay.

Fanny's cheeks turned a deeper shade of red as she followed Yates out of the car.

Watching them enter the hotel, I immediately looped my arm through Ernest's, “Darling, I want to stay at the hotel tonight too.”