Burning Passion: Love Never Die

‘Maybe if he gets Laid, he won’t be so eager to torture me. If she can mellow him out, I’ll take her side forever, * Emmett swore to himself.

The couple in the back seat began to kiss affectionately again. Little did they know what was on Emmett’s mind.

Almost suffocated again, Debbie pushed him away-again.

“Cut it out. I’m already late for class. If I stay here too long, I’ll miss the whole thing. I thought you didn’t like me skipping classes,” she snapped.

Carlos grabbed her soft hand and stroked it while exposing her lie.

“Your class doesn’t start til 10.”

Finally Debbie had calmed down, so how was it possible for him to let her go so easily? Last night, when he slept in her bed alone, he felt very lonely. This was rather strange, because he had never felt that way before. He was always strong, stoic, and didn’t need anyone to make him feel better.

Caught in a lie, Debbie stammered, “Uh… Y-You need to go to work.

You’re the president. What if something urgent happens? What if your company goes under because you wasted too much time on me?”

“You’re mad at me. I need to make you happy before going to work.

Otherwise, I won’t be able to focus.”

“Haha!” Debbie burst into laughter.

She would never have believed that an overly-serious man like Carlos would act like a spoiled child if she hadn’t seen and heard it for herself.

He kissed her on the earlobe and asked, “You’re not angry anymore?”

She pouted her lips and in a soft voice said, “Well, you said you were sorry. I guess I can Let it go.” Now that Carlos had sent Megan home and sincerely apologized to her, Debbie decided to let him off the hook this time. ‘Why keep it going?’ she thought. ‘It’s just going to make both of us miserable.‘

Right now, they both felt happy and wished this moment could Last forever. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Honey, if you aren’t feeling well, how about I call in sick for you and take you to my office?” Carlos offered.

“I have a couch you could lie on.” He had never paid attention to girls’ periods before. It was

Julie who had just told him that Debbie might feel uncomfortable on her period. Pain, particularly headaches and abdominal cramps, was one of the sad realities of menstruation. Julie once had a classmate who had the worst migraines at that time of the month.

Debbie was never a girl who would admit to being weak. She shook her head and turned him down.

“There’s no need for that. We have a heater in the classroom.” It would not be that painful if she just sat still and didn’t strain herself.

“ALL right. Call me anytime you don’t feel well.” He finally let her go and sat up straight. Looking at her messy hair and clothes, he reached out his hands to help her smooth her hair and adjust her clothing. Then he zipped her up and kissed her on the cheek again.

It was still snowing outside, so he knocked on the partition and ordered Emmett, “Take the car on campus and park it. See that she gets to her dorm.”

“No, no, no! Please don’t. I can walk.” There were only two Emperor cars in Alorith, and Carlos’ was one of them. If people saw her riding in an Emperor car, she would again become a hot topic. She didn’t want all the attention. In fact, that was the last thing she wanted. Why couldn’t he just drive a Buick or a Volkswagen like everyone else?

Last time she was the talk of the town-she had made a show of confessing to Carlos, in order to get back at Gail. Although only a couple of people had seen it, almost every student had been talking about the matter for days. And the furtive looks and whispers, as well as the pointing, drove her nuts. If they saw her being driven to her dorm in that car, she could imagine she would once again hit the headlines. And all she wanted right now was peace and quiet.