True Love Waits novel Chapter 731

When she paused for breath, Blair remembered how Wesley acted like a player when he went on that mission. He had special training on how to flirt with women.

But when he was done with the mission, all his training flew out the window. He was just the same old boring Wesley.

Wesley didn't like what she said, but he decided it wasn't worth being mad over. "That wasn't cool. Besides, I have something else in mind. Can you call me 'honey?' I'd really like that."

She replayed a scene of their intimacy in her head, and she blushed furiously. She shifted her gaze from him and said bashfully, "I...already called you that."

"Yeah, but only in bed."

Blair was shocked by his blunt manner. Her face was burning crimson red.

"No way. Not again," she announced in anger.

"Don't tick me off."

"You mad at me?" Her face was deadpan but there was a pained look in her eyes.

Wesley pulled her into his arms, embracing her tightly. He said between gritted teeth, "Not really. I can't stay mad at you for long anyway. I don't know what to do with you."

She had an answer for that, but she didn't say it out loud. 'How about hold me tight and never let me go?' Blair buried her face in his chest, wearing a happy smile. He was obviously giving in, yet he still sounded stiff. Didn't he know how to be tender and loving?

Besides, she was the same. She didn't know what to do with him either.

What happened between him and Patty was always in the back of her mind. It haunted her, ate at her soul. 'It was for the mission, ' she told herself. But that didn't make her feel any better.

She was angry that he treated Megan so nicely. But she told herself that it was because Megan's parents had saved his life. If it were not for Megan's parents, he would have died long ago and she wouldn't be able to meet him.

When they had sex the first time, he said between gritted teeth that she was shameless. She was hurt. But she tried her best to erase that from her memory.

"You know I don't mind waiting. As long as I know you'll be with me," she said quietly. Waiting for him was not hard at all. What frustrated her most was not knowing what would split them apart. They fought like cats and dogs, and every time they had a fight, she didn't know if they'd be okay after that. He didn't know how to cool her down. Sometimes, they wouldn't even talk or text each other for a while afterward.

Wesley silently listened to her. "It's just that I miss you so much," she continued.

Sometimes, in the dead of night, she would wake up in tears as she missed him so much.

Sometimes when she saw a couple being affectionate, she would think of Wesley.

She would yearn for Wesley's warm arms; his hugs were comforting.

Silently holding her for a moment, Wesley suddenly told her, "I'm retiring from the military. Maybe next year."

Blair jerked her head up. He looked very serious. It wasn't like a joke. "Why?" she asked.

"Relax. It's not because of you. It's all me."

"Are you crazy?" She pulled away from him.

She could hardly believe that. It took blood, sweat, and tears to get where he was now. The scars crisscrossing his body told the story. A lot of soldiers looked up to him. For some soldiers, they had no chance to measure up to him. He was their idol. But now he planned to quit his position, for personal reasons. What was he thinking about?

Wesley smiled, "After I retire, I want to do some traveling, see the world. Maybe study abroad. What do you think? Maybe go into finance, or..." He paused and pondered on it. 'Or do something more important, although I won't be as powerful as I'm now, ' he thought.

He understood himself and knew what he wanted his life to look like. He didn't want to be a commander who just sat in the office and issued orders. He was ambitious. There were two directions he could go in. One was to become someone like Carlos, who controlled the economic lifeline of a city and bolstered the economy of the whole country.

The other option was the battlefield. He knew he had Blair now, and he wanted a baby with her. Even so, his love for his country remained the same. He would fight for his country without hesitation.

And he preferred the military option.

He was still young and strong enough to fight. He wouldn't just sit in an office. Maybe when he was older—much older.