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Upon hearing his question, the waiter promoted enthusiastically, “Our boss only provides the best. In
this case, it’s the Firestone Walker Parabola, an imperial stout with intense flavors of black cherry, dark
chocolate, and roasted coffee. This Parabola beer pours with black color and has a silky finish and
sweet profile.”
Tobias waved him away and glanced at Skylar whose face had already gone red. She plonked her
glass heavily on the table, the action causing the beer to slosh over the rim.
“Tobias Ford, you’re a jerk. You know that? It’s bad enough that you always treat me like a ragged doll,
but aren’t you a man? Out of thirty days in a month, it’s like you’re in a bad mood ninety percent of the
time. That’s even worse than a PMS-ing woman. But you know what? It’s fine. I understand that you
don’t wanna fully commit. That’s why you string me along like that. You said you don’t wanna get
married and don’t like kids. I’m fine with all that. Really. But aren’t you worried that I might kick you to
the curb one day if you keep taking me for granted like that? I’ve been very patient with you, you know?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut just you wait. One day, when I’ve finally had enough of this, I won’t let you walk all over me like that
anymore.”
Skylar was slumped in her seat as she used the liquid courage coursing through her veins to pour out
all her pent-up frustrations, forcing Tobias to listen.
Even after Tobias finished the remaining beer in Skylar’s glass, she grabbed the empty glass, placed it
against his lips, and tilted her head back, unwilling to waste even a single drop.
“It seems like you’re very dissatisfied with me. What else are you dissatisfied with? Say it all out while
you still can.”
By then, Skylar was already sprawled on the table. “Oh, there’s plenty more. Couples call each other
sweet things like baby or darling. But you? You always force me to call you daddy in bed.”
Tobias closed his eyes and took a deep, calming breath because Skylar had spoken in a loud voice, as
though she was afraid the other patrons couldn’t hear her.
Opening his eyes, he denied in a flat voice, “You must’ve confused me with someone else. I’ve never
made such a dirty request.”
Skylar snapped in an agitated voice, “Who said you could speak? Just shush it and listen to me. You’re
mean, cold, and heartless, and I have zero sense of security being with you. It’s good to maintain a
distance, you said? Well, screw that. That’s not love. Love is when you can’t stand the thought of being
away from each other. How can what we’re doing be considered dating? I’m just your f*ck buddy. You
don’t know sh*t about dating.”
Skylar’s voice grew more slurred toward the end.
Tobias merely listened in silence, not refuting at all.
He only came to realize just how dissatisfied Skylar was with him.
Skylar was already fast asleep, looking like an angel as she lay quietly on the table with her long lashes
prettily fanned out against her cheeks.
Compared to the way she was verbally attacking him earlier, Tobias preferred this quiet version of her.
She was truly a nuisance when drunk and he began to regret taking her out for a drink.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDespite that, he still couldn’t stop himself from leaning toward Skylar until their faces were only a hair’s
breadth away.
Then, he placed a chaste kiss on her cheek.
Instead of bringing her home, he instructed the driver to bring them to a nearby hotel and not to bother
about how many stars it had, as long as they could sleep there.
The driver glanced through the rearview mirror at Skylar who had just been carried into the car, stifling
a smile. Mr. Ford’s little girlfriend is really a handful.
Skylar was dead drunk. To avoid being photographed, Tobias used a handkerchief to cover her face
when he carried her down the car.
When checking into a room, the front desk employee blanched in horror, thinking he was carrying a
corpse over his shoulder.
Tobias threw Skylar onto the bed and loosened a few of his buttons before wiping her face clean with a
hot, wet towel.
After he was done, the snowy-white hotel towel came away red and black due to the lipstick and
mascara.
After throwing the towel into the dustbin, Tobias went to the bathroom for a smoke and dialed
Brayden’s number.
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