Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“okay.”

He leaned against the door, watching her busy figure. A smile formed on his lips.

In no time, she brought a bowl of delicious-smelling noodles to the dinner table.

“Go ahead and eat. My turn for a shower.”

Wesley took a look at the noodle dish. Topped with tomato slices, scrambled eggs, mushrooms, and chopped green onions, the Look and smell made his mouth water. He grabbed her hand as she turned away.

“You don’t want any?”

Blair Lowered her head to look at her hand in his. She smiled and said,

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“No. I don’t usually eat this late at night.”

He let go of her and nodded, “Okay.” NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Wesley then sat at the table and ate the noodles himself. He was hungry after his adventure, and those noodles really hit the spot.

When she came out of her bedroom dressed in pajamas, Wesley was nowhere to be found. The washing machine was off, and his clothes were all hung up, drying.

The kitchen was clean; the dishes washed and stacked in the right cabinets. Wesley had taken care of all the chores.

She stood outside his bedroom, thinking, ‘Forget it. He needs to get up early. He’s probably already asleep.’

Then she headed for the study. Turning on the computer, she kept busy trying to finish up what she didn’t have time to earlier. She’d be doomed if she didn’t do it quickly or well. Her supervisor, Filberta had it out for her. She’d make Blair’s life hell if given half a chance.

At midnight, someone knocked on the door. Blair jumped, her heart racing from the sudden, sharp sound. She was hyper-focused on what she was doing, working in her own little world. She took a deep breath and realized it was probably Wesley. She wasn’t used to him being around.

“Come in, please.”

With her permission, Wesley opened the door and walked into the study.

She was Looking at her Laptop.

“Still up?”

“Yeah. I ran into a snag. The paper is in German, and I can’t quite get a handle on the translation. I’m doing some research on it. I’ll go to bed soon,” she replied with her chin propped on one of her hands. She ran it through Google Translate on mobile, SDL technology, Reverso

Context, Multitran, and various other translation websites and software, but none of them translated it well. There were still some

German words that remained untranslated.

These were commercial documents written in German. Jargon simply didn’t translate well, and that was part of the problem. A mistake could cause losses to the company. But Blair wasn’t as proficient in

German as in

English.

Seeing her frowning, Wesley silently walked to the desk and grabbed the piece of paper from her hand.