Chapter 61: A confession
Silas remained silent, unable to mutter a word as he stared at her unbothered face. He might not love her, but he didn’t see them as just fuck buddies either. He had been waiting to see what they would actually become. Since the moment he thrust himself into her, he gave himself hope that they could be more than just two people having sex...maybe even become good friends.
But thinking about it, do friends have sex with each other? He had been foolish to think they could be friends. She was right. They could either be fuck buddies or lovers.
"Wait! Don’t tell me you have fallen in love with me?" She said dramatically, dropping her hands to her mouth, causing his cheeks to strangely turn red before returning to normal.
"Falling in love with you would be the most stupid decision I would ever make. Don’t delude yourself," he responded, though his gaze was no longer on her, he was staring off into the distance.
"You scared me there, lover boy," she said and burst into laughter.
"We need to find the red cloth. Let’s move on," he said, and they began walking away, but not without Zara taunting him from time to time.
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Patricia grew tired of searching for the red cloth after what felt like an endless hunt that yielded nothing. It just seemed like they were going in circles with no direction.
"Let’s split up," she urged, still not looking at him.
Syres didn’t want to leave her alone, but with her current mood, there was nothing else he could do but let her be. He would have Jude follow her secretly.
"Alright. Take this and flip the switch if you run into trouble, help will come," he said, stretching out a small remote with a little button on it.