Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea) novel Chapter 37

Sean rolls down the window and signals me to get into his car. I'm a bit hesitant. He smiles and says, "Come on, I'm not gonna eat you."

It makes me unable to say no.

"Thank you. I was gonna take the bus." I sit on the passenger seat.

He turns the steering wheel and says, "I've been waiting here for a long time."

"It's your first day, so I want to know how it is."

Hearing this, I laugh at myself. Harrison is right. I always overreact when someone's just being nice to me.

I think for a moment and say, "It's pretty good. I'm glad I didn't throw all my college stuff out the window."

"I know. After all, you've been out work for a long time."

I was gonna explain that I was fired a little while ago, but I didn't. We're classmates, but we're not friends.

"Yeah, I like working. It gives me motivation and passion," I say with relief.

The car stops at a red light. Suddenly, he raises his hand to me. I shy away from his hand like a startled rabbit.

He chuckles. "You've got a lock of hair in your ear."

"Oh oh oh, okay." I speak as I fix my hair.

Later, Sean puts his hand on my thigh. If he weren't my classmate, I would have slapped him in the face.

He apologizes that he thought it was his friend sitting next to him.

It gives me the creeps. "Why not your wife?" I ask tentatively.

He becomes depressed and shakes his head helplessly. "You may think I'm a bad guy. We're experiencing the seven year itch."

"Well, many people have been there." I smile awkwardly and feel it is a bad topic.

Later he told me about problems in his marriage, such as his wife not caring about him and not cooperating with him in bed. I choose to shut up.

He drops me off at the community and leaves. In fact, he kind of let me down.

I remember when he was a simple boy in high school, but now he's a man who complains about his wife in front of an outsider.

Has Callen ever done anything like that? Maybe.

"Can't bear to part with him??"

Just when I'm walking home, a voice startles me. Fortunately, he covers my mouth in time, or I would have screamed.

I pull his hand down, turn around and say helplessly, "Not at this hour, okay? You really scared me."

"You looked reluctant to be apart from him," Harrison says.