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    Wesley seemed to read her thoughts. “What you’re thinking doesn’t happen here.”


    Elena was a little surprised by his insight. “Yeah, I can see that,” she replied. Since they’d arrived, she hadn’t seen anyone under fifty, let alone any young women.


    Wesley suddenly stopped, and Elena nearly walked into him. He leaned down, his eyes locking onto hers. “Disappointed? If you want to see some physique, I wouldn’t mind showing you.”


    His ck shirt hung loose, and as he leaned in, his muscles flexed. Elena’s eyes couldn’t help but drop to his rock-hard abs—exactly the kind of sculpted body she found incredibly attractive.


    For a split second, wordspletely left Elena. Her thickshes fluttered down as her gaze lingered a little too long on his chest. Wesley leaned in closer, a yful smirk in his voice. “Go on. Don’t be shy. Feel free to touch.”


    Elena’s ears buzzed as she realized she was drawn to his allure. The realization hit her like a wave. Who would have guessed that the usually aloof Wesley would use his own body to tempt her like this?


    Did he actually think she wouldn’t take him up on that?


    Her eyes flickered with a challenge of their own, and she boldly ced her hand right on his rock-hard abs.


    The soft touch was brief but electric, and Wesley’s expression flickered, his muscles flexing subtly beneath her hand.


    Just as he was about to grab her retreating hand, a little kid’s voice chirped nearby. “Mister, your girlfriend is really pretty! Why not buy her a flower crown?”


    Wesley turned to see a little girl, maybe seven years old, dressed in tattered clothes and barefoot. She held out three delicate flower crowns made of fresh blooms, her eyes wide with hope.


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    Wesley wasn’t exactly a kid person, but the word “girlfriend” definitely put a little smirk on his face. He picked out a sunny yellow flower crown and pulled a crisp hundred-dor bill out of his pocket. “I’ll take this one.”


    The little girl’s eyes went wide with surprise, and she beamed. “Mister, you gave way too much! This only costs two dors.”


    Wesley didn’t have any change on him. “Keep the rest,” he said as if it was no big deal.


    The little girl was absolutely floored. She probably couldn’t make a hundred bucks selling flower crowns in a whole month, and this handsome man just handed it over! She gave him the sweetest smile. “Thank you, mister! You and the prettydy will be happy forever and ever!”


    Wesley gently took off Elena’s sunhat and carefully ced the yellow flower crown on her head.


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