True Love Waits novel Chapter 682

Blair struggled in Wesley's arms, trying to wrench free of his embrace, but to no avail. Desperate, she bit him on the arm.

He grunted in pain. "What the hell? You keep biting and pinching me. The marks haven't gone from the last time you did it. But whatever makes you happy, I guess."

Blair knew what he was talking about. She wouldn't let him get his way, so she let go of his arm. Once she did, he buried her face in his chest.

"Blair," he muttered.

"Wesley, I can't. I made a mistake falling in love with you. I'm over you now. I won't bother you anymore. Just let me go and stay out of my life," she said flatly.

His lips hardened into a line. He held her tighter. "Remember when you proposed to me? Saying no is the biggest mistake I ever made. I won't let you go again. Ever."

Blair's heart fluttered. She gave him up. It took everything she had to do it. Why was he saying this now? "Too little too late. I'm over you," she declared.

"You can't be. I'm so in love with you it hurts. You're my woman and no one can take you away!" He had made his decision. He wanted to be with her and would never let her go.

Yet things had changed. In the past, Blair would have practically fainted from happiness to hear those words out of his mouth. But now, they were just words. "It's not up to you. Get out of my way," she announced.

Wesley didn't listen. He picked her up, carried her to his car, put her in the back seat, and got on top of her. "Here, a hotel room, home, your dorm, or in the field, pick one," he said.

Blair shuddered. "No, I won't." She didn't want to ask for a leave again tomorrow.

"So we'll do it here." Wesley made the decision for her.

His hands fumbled with her clothes.

Scared, Blair grabbed his hands and yelled, "Have you lost your goddamn mind? It's not like it's private here!" Several people had already seen him carry her into the car.

Wesley caressed her cheek and assured her, "Don't worry. There's a parking lot just ahead. I'll park the car. It'll take only a minute."

'Does he think I'm in a hurry or something? I'm not the horny one here!' she thought, rolling her eyes. "So, a parking lot? What's up with that?"

"I checked out this place before I came here." He came for only one reason—to sleep with her.

Blair felt like cursing. Then she remembered her vow.

She promised herself she would forget Wesley; that they'd be strangers. Why was she in his car with him on top of her? 'Let me go, or I'll call the police and tell them you tried to rape me!"

"Okay."

Wesley got off her. Blair thought she spooked him. She felt relieved. However, he closed the car door, hopped in the driver's seat and started the car again.

"Think I was bluffing?"

"No."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"No." He turned the steering wheel to the right and backed up a little. The car was parked in a corner.

Without even leaving the car, he climbed over the seats to get to her.

Blair was scared, feeling like a helpless lamb watching the predator approach. And Wesley showed no mercy.

Ever since their first time, he acted like an insatiable beast, torturing her whenever he could.

When they were done, he offered to take her to the Eastern Coastal Apartments, but Blair said no.

So Wesley gathered her in his arms and carried her back to her dorm.

On the fifth floor

Wesley rang the doorbell and a woman opened the door for them. Wesley, with Blair in his arms, just stood there. Embarrassed, Blair pretended to be asleep, leaving him to deal with it.