True Love Waits novel Chapter 58

"Um, okay. Thank you," Debbie murmured as she took the water bottle from Carlos.

Before she could remove the cap, Carlos had already rinsed his mouth and drunk up the water. Out of curiosity, she asked, "Were you that thirsty?"

"There's a residual taste of durian in my mouth."

'What?! He dislikes durian? Then why did he eat the pizza using my fork? Since he loathes Durian, I've an interesting idea!

If he dares to bully me again, I'll buy a durian and ask him to finish it all by himself! That should teach him a lesson, ' she thought to herself.

Upon seeing the man throw the empty bottle into a trash bin, Debbie flashed a sly smile as she licked the corners of her lips.

"Hey, Mr. Handsome!" She ended up jumping before him.

"Uh-huh?" He looked at her, startled.

Suddenly, she held him by his waist, stood on tiptoe and kissed his thin lips.

This was her first time to kiss the man on her own initiative. It was an entirely different experience. No! It was her second time, wasn't it?

Carlos remained stunned for a while. When he finally regained his full senses after the unexpected display of affection, he realized her true intentions. He felt uneasy and wanted to push her away. Debbie held his waist tightly and her tongue moved effortlessly in his mouth.

She had just hogged a large-sized durian pizza and had not rinsed her mouth yet.

After making sure that his mouth tasted durian again, she withdrew her lips and let go of his waist. Carlos shook his head with profound resignation, and then turned around to walk towards the convenience store again.

"I want to go home! Now!" Debbie grabbed his arm and dragged him to their car deliberately. Despite the fact that he could easily shake her arms off, he followed her anyway.

Right under the glow of the street lamp, Debbie opened the passenger's door and was about to push Carlos into the seat, but he quickly shut the door by himself.

Without a moment's pause, he rolled her around, pressed her against the car door and kissed her on her lips.

It all happened in a matter of seconds that she couldn't properly breathe.

When Carlos' phone rang, the two stopped their overflowing affection for each other to an abrupt halt.

It took quite a while before Debbie realized that she was lying in the backseat and Carlos was about to strip her off. She could even feel his erection.

He wanted to switch his phone off and get on with his intentions but she pushed him away, adjusted her clothes and swiftly got out of the car.

When she got into the driver's seat, Carlos was on the phone. "You called me just because of this?" His voice seemed to croak.

"Damon, I have some exclusive information regarding the woman's whereabouts. But I've no intention of telling you!" Saying this, he hung up. As if it was not enough to vent his anger, he even turned off his phone.

Neither Debbie nor Carlos said a word throughout their way home.

Upon arriving at the villa, Debbie reassured that the car doors were locked, grabbed the car keys and rushed towards the house.

When she ran upstairs, Carlos' voice seemed to come from behind her back. "What is next to you?"

"What? What's next to me?" Debbie stopped, turned her head in utter confusion.

"I think I saw a figure next to you. Perhaps, my eyes have begun deceiving me," Carlos said.

Debbie was rendered speechless. She could feel her mouth going dry. She continued ascending upstairs. The light was switched off in the hallway, so she took out her phone and used the phone's flashlight.

"I saw a movie yesterday. The male lead kills his wife's lover, dismembers him mercilessly and hides various parts of his body in the refrigerator, under the bed, in the closet..."

Before he could finish his sentence, her scream interrupted him. "Carlos Huo!"

Trying to suppress his giggle, Carlos asked, feigning innocence, "I'm here. What's up?"

Debbie ground her teeth and cursed him inside her head, 'He is such a petty man!' Producing a forced fake smile, she said, "I won't force you to eat durian again. I'm sorry."