Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

When he heard what Wesley said, Damon pulled up a chair and sat beside his bed. "Bro, you and Blair have been living together forever. Why haven't you put the moves on her yet?"

Wesley looked at Damon and said seriously, "Cut it out. We live under the same roof, but we're in different bedrooms."

There was disdain in Damon's eyes, like he thought the bedridden guy was an idiot. "You kidding me? You haven't gotten laid? What's wrong with you?"

"I'm living with her so I can always protect her," Wesley said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Curtis chuckled and teased him, "You can't be serious. This is a joke, right?"

Carlos, on the other hand, thought of his wife, who was now in England. "My wife is mad at me over this. What about your girlfriend? She mad, too?" he asked. He assumed Blair was mad at Wesley too, just like Debbie was. She should be here, taking care of Wesley, right?

Wesley didn't bother saying anything more about his relationship, and just said "Mmm hmm" in response.

To be honest, Wesley still didn't understand why Blair was mad. Just because he got injured protecting Megan? Couldn't be! Although Blair would fight with him from time to time, she was still a kind-hearted girl. She was pretty level-headed, to boot.

Damon leaned forward and looked at Wesley conspiratorially. "Dude, be honest with me. Ever see a girl and think 'I really want to bang her?' Seriously."

Wesley looked at him, expressionless. The contempt was obvious in his eyes. "Why do you ask?"

"Just asking. Can a girl crack that cold exterior? Do you know how it feels? I'm dying to know."

'How it feels?' Wesley didn't think he needed to hide anything from one of his best friends, so he nodded, "Of course. It feels like being shot in the head by a Kar98k." He only felt like that when he was with Blair.

The other three didn't know what to say.

'No wonder he's still single. He made a sexy moment seem like a murder.'

Damon was really curious what a tough, cold man like Wesley would be like around a woman he loved. So he asked, "People always talk about 'the look of love.' Your eyes should be full of tenderness when you're around your girlfriend. Does that happen when you're around Blair?"

Why would I

rolled his eyes, thinking that Wesley was really hopeless. "You're too much, dude. You'll regret it if she finds another guy. Just the other day, I saw Blair and another guy at a restaurant. Nice-looking, too—blonde hair, green eyes. You can't

Wesley thought bitterly. Angry and red-faced, he snapped at Damon,

at

said, "Hey. Don't forget why we're

I almost forgot. It's about our last mission..." Damon put on a serious

evening, another two came to

eyes when she looked at Joslyn's belly. "Wow, you'll be a dad soon, Hartwell. And your mom will be a grandma. Jealous! I don't even

casual glance at the man in the bed.

impossible. "Have a seat, Joslyn.

yourself out. We won't be around long." Blair had told Joslyn that Cecelia was very welcoming. And now Joslyn knew

be right back." After saying that, Cecelia took some fruit from the fridge

out of sight, Wesley looked at Joslyn and asked, "Where is she?"

asking, "You asleep now?" But he hadn't gotten a reply

up with a guy in some

couldn't believe his ears.

we came here, ' he thought. Then he realized what Joslyn was doing.

to sigh

well and said, "She's an adult now. It's her body, she can do what she

again at a loss for words.

he urged his mom to leave. When he was alone, he called Talbot

Talbot's car. After he was settled in the passenger seat, beads of sweat trickled down his face.

happened? Why do you wanna

suffering from the intense pain. Instead of answering his question, he simply said,

"What? All right."