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    Turning to Elena, Wesley wore a teasing smile. “You really are a good sister, batting for Louis like this.”


    Elena grinned. “Aren’t you afraid I would lose? By then, that bike of yours is as good as gone.”


    Wesley leaned closer, voice hushed. “No chance the racing legend Olivia would lose to a rookie like Malcolm.”


    Elena’s eyes widened. “How did you figure it out?”


    He dipped his head to kiss her. “Did you really think just anyone could unmask you?”


    “So you already figured it out at our first race?” Surprise flickered across her face—she’d never imagined Wesley had realized she was Olivia all along. No wonder he’d been so sure she wouldn’t lose.


    Wesley wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her onto hisp, his smirk yful. “I yed along so well just now. Don’t you think I deserve a little reward?”


    Elena wasn’t one to hold back. She moved closer and brushed her lips softly against Wesley’s in a quick, teasing kiss.


    That barely registered for Wesley. He wanted more than just a fleeting touch. Intent on deepening the moment, he started to lean in, but Elena was quicker, putting her hand up between them. She looked a little irritated. “That’s enough kissing. My tongue still hurts, you know.” His kisses never seemed to end once he started. After how long they went onst night, it was no wonder her tongue still felt sore.


    Wesley’s expression shifted, worry flickering in his eyes. “Let me see.” Trying to check her mouth, he reached for her, but Elena leaned away, dodging his hand. “Try behaving for a change. Maybe if you stopped smothering me with kisses, I wouldn’t have this problem,” she said, meeting his gaze.


    Wesley let out a sigh and hugged her tighter. “I’m about to go abroad. I won’t get to see you for several days. If I can’t kiss you now, at least let me hold you for a while.”


    Curiosity reced her earlier annoyance. “You’re leaving? Where to?”


    “Yoswye. I need to sort out somepany business,” Wesley answered.


    Joseph had dealings with Yoswye, and Wesley needed to investigate.


    Elena took out the box containing the dietary supplement and handed it to Wesley. “Take this with you when you go abroad.”


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    “What is this?” Lifting the lid, Wesley paused in surprise when he saw the three dietary supplement pills inside. He now realized why she had asked for cinnabar this morning—all to produce dietary supplement pills especially for him. Stowing the box away, Wesley wrapped both arms around Elena and held her close. “You care about me this much?” Preparing so many dietary supplement pills for him surely meant her feelings ran deep. A genuine smile brightened his face as a gentle warmth settled in his chest.


    Elena, oblivious to his thoughts, couldn’t quite figure out why he seemed so pleased. She’d only used his cinnabar to make the dietary supplement pills, and tossing in a few pills felt like the polite thing to do. To her, it was just a small gesture—a way to repay a favor.


    Minutes passed, and the awkwardness of their position began to wear on Elena’s patience. “Are you finished squeezing me yet?” she asked, shifting restlessly.


    No hug ever felt long enough for Wesley. In fact, if he could, he’d have taken her everywhere by his side.


    Elena gave him a gentle shove. “Let go already. My back’s starting to hurt.”


    Instead of releasing her, Wesley swept her off her feet and carried her up the stairs.


    Confused, Elena blurted out, “Where are you taking me?”


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