The neighbors all willingly came up to help Greenwood and Wesley. They were completely taken by Wesley and they couldn't stop praising him. "Greenwood, you have such a humble grandson-in-law. Although, he is some high muck-a-muck, he is still willing to work in the field."
"That's true! Most people try to hide their humble origins from others after they climb up the social ladder, but your grandson-in-law is not like them. Greenwood, how lucky you are!"
"If he weren't your grandson-in-law, I would have introduced him to my daughter."
"Come on! You daughter is only eighteen. Don't be in such a hurry!"
"So what? She is an adult now. My wife was only sixteen when we got married!"
They chatted happily with each other until all the vegetables were unloaded. Then they finally left the yard.
Wesley was about to get inside the house and wash his hands when he saw Blair lean against the door frame staring at him. "What's up?" he asked as he walked over to her.
"Eighteen... What a young girl!" she teased.
'What does that have to do with me?' Wesley wondered. "I'm not into young girls," he replied. "I like women who are a bit more mature. Just like you."
"Huh?" Blair pretended to be shocked. "You mean you prefer older women?"
Wesley cast a meaningful look at her and said, "Are you implying you are an old woman? I won't allow you to say that."
Blair stifled the smile that had crept up on her face, and feigned anger. "If you're not into younger girls, then you must be implying that I am an old woman."
'What? That's not what I meant!' Wesley sighed helplessly, "Come here. Let me show you what kind of woman I like."
Blair shook her head and refused. "I'm going to help Grandma cook."
"Come on! I just need to make myself clear. I don't want to be misunderstood."
Wesley's voice trailed behind Blair as she hid in the kitchen with a face as red as an apple. Marie was just trying to light a fire when Blair put on an apron and began to cook without saying anything.
In the following days, Blair finally understood what Wesley meant when he said he was going to spend a few more days here.
It wasn't the scenic views that brought him to this place, but rather the seclusion and privacy that he rarely got to experience with her in the city.
At night, Blair would stare at the empty pitch-black sky and bite his shoulder to stop herself from moaning.
He made sure that she would eat a lot so he could find an excuse to take her out on a walk after dinner.
Then, he would lead her to some isolated place where there were no people, and make love to her in the open air.
Just after four days, Blair packed her bags and said, "Wesley, I'm going back to Y City." She couldn't keep up with his adventurous libido anymore.
Wesley smiled smugly and patted her head. "But I want to spend two more days here," he said.
Strands of her black hair fell smoothly to the sides when Blair shook her head in refusal. "If you don't drive me back home today, I swear I'll stay here for the rest of my life."
"All right. You win!" Since Blair was quite adamant, Wesley had no choice but to comply with her demands.
Before saying goodbye to Blair's grandparents, Wesley bought a few packs of cigarettes and fresh fruits to give to the neighbors.
It was a kind gesture on his part to show them his gratitude for them taking care of Blair's grandparents.
Blair smiled to herself, feeling deeply moved as she watched Wesley politely bid farewell to the neighbors. She had never thought of sending some gifts to her grandparents' neighbors before.
After a three-hour drive, they arrived at the Eastern Coastal Apartments. Before long, Blair received Joslyn's call. "Hi Blair, are you busy? Do you mind if I bring my baby to visit you?"
"No, of course not. I'm not busy at all. I'll be waiting for you and my dear nephew. We can take him out for shopping later."
"Sure!"
Although Wesley was on vacation, he still had a few things to deal with on his own. As such, he drove off in his car right after he dropped Blair off at home. Since Blair had already quit her job, she didn't have much to keep herself busy with. Joslyn's phone call was like a blessing in disguise.
When Joslyn arrived, Blair was already waiting for them, and there were various assortments of snacks and drinks on the tea table.
Baby Patrick was almost a year old and he was as cute as a button.
Blair held him in her arms. "Hello, little boy. Do you know who I am? I'm your cousin, Blair." Ever since they were young, the two women had a pact that they would be the godmothers of each other's children. Joslyn was married to Hartwell, Blair's cousin, and their son was Blair's first cousin once removed. So Blair couldn't be Patrick's godmother.
When Wesley came back home, his face lit up at the sight of Blair playing with a chubby little baby.
This was the first time that he had seen Blair holding a baby. She looked happy and natural, as if she was playing with her own son.
When Joslyn noticed how Wesley was starting at Blair, she giggled and teased him. "Senior Colonel Li, are you taking a fancy to my son? Or to my son's cousin?"
Having returned to reality, Wesley nodded at Joslyn and decided to play along. "Actually, I am taking a fancy to the both of them."
Joslyn chuckled and replied, "Since you two like the idea of having children around, why not get one of your own?"
"Joslyn!" Blair gasped.
Wesley winked at Joslyn, nodding his head in approval. "I've already placed it on my agenda," he said calmly.
"Great!" Joslyn cast Blair a mischievous smile.
Wesley reached out his hands, hoping to take the little boy. Patrick willingly threw himself into his arms, as if he had taken a liking to the handsome man as well. "Hey, be careful! Do you know how to hold a baby?" Blair watched him in worry.
This wasn't the first time Wesley had held a baby in his arms, even though it was a rare occurrence in itself. He remembered the last two or three times he had to hold a baby as a part of his mission.
Wesley felt his body turn rigid the moment he held Patrick in his arms.
He didn't know to play with the little boy, so he just lowered his head and pressed his forehead against his.
Patrick chuckled and revealed his few teeth. "Ah...ah..."
Joslyn told her son in a soft voice, "Patrick, this is Wesley."
The boy opened his mouth to utter the word. "Va..." But that was it.
The two women laughed out loud at the same time. Blair urged the boy, "Wesley, Wes-ley."
Wesley cast a meaningful look at Blair, happiness filling every corner of his heart.
"Vally..." This time Patrick had made some progress.
Wesley smiled and raised the little boy in mid-air which made the boy burst out in laughter.
Without a conscious thought, Blair rested her hand on her belly and wondered why she wasn't pregnant yet. After all, she and Wesley had been together for quite some time now.
The sense of loss in her heart grew stronger. It wasn't until this very moment that she finally realized just how much she wanted to have a baby of her own.
Joslyn put her arms around her best friend and whispered, "Your husband's always busy. That's why you haven't gotten pregnant yet. Don't worry. You'll have his baby sooner or later."
Blair immediately moved her hand away from her belly and retorted, "I don't worry about that at all."
Joslyn shook her head helplessly. "You're still so stubborn!"
Blair asked Wesley, "We are going to go shopping. What are your plans for today?"
Wesley looked at the boy in his arms and answered, "I'm done with my work today. He is pretty heavy for a baby.
I'll come along with you so I can take care of him while you two are shopping."
Blair shrugged her shoulders at him and went back to the bedroom to change her clothes.