Chapter 148 Mrs. Farrell
The smell of alcohol filled the air in the car.
Every muscle in Colin's face tensed. After a short silence, he uttered in a husky voice. "What did you say?"
"Do you like me?" Faye repeated, her back against the steering wheel.
Under the influence of alcohol, her defenses were down.
Staring at her, Colin swallowed hard. "What does it matter?"
"It doesn't matter," Faye said.
"What about you?" Colin asked her.
"What?" Faye asked.
"Do you like me?" Colin asked in a subtly quavering voice.
Faye met his gaze, staring blankly and pursing her lips thoughtfully.
Colin stared at her face without blinking his eyes, trying to find a sign of her emotion.
For the first time in the past 28 years, he suffered the torment of waiting.
As the seconds ticked by, his heart was pumping within his chest.
After a long silence, Faye heaved a sigh. "I don't know. It's a complex question," she said, kneading her temples with her fingers with a perplexed expression on her face.
Colin broke into a smile. Obviously, he was relieved to hear that, thinking, "There's still hope since she doesn't hate me."
"Forget it. Don't bother yourself." Colin held her hands.
Faye withdrew her hands, straightening her back, and threw her arms around his neck. "But I can tell you one thing."
"What's it?" Colin asked.
Faye bent her head and whispered in his ear, "I like your skills in bed."
After a short silence, Colin gave a low chuckle and held her closer. "I'll improve my skills."
On the way back to Fennth Community, Faye fell asleep.
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