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Chapter 8
After the two go into the flat of her. Temperance went into the kitchen to fetch something to drink...
Lance went into the living room. Sat down on the couch. Sweets looked at her pictures. Many were of Booth and her.
He sighed and hung his head and thought in defeat ...Lance was afraid that the conversation might be different, as he had hoped. He would most like to have a relationship with the pretty female, but he also knew how she could behave.
Sweets sighed again...he heard her coming...
"I don't know how you're doing, but I'm afraid how the conversation could proceed.", He said it directly.
She looked at him with her ice-blue eyes and gave him a "I don't know what that means" glance.
"I can't guarantee anything."she said finally.
"Well how would it be? Let us just try it."
"No, as far as I'm still not." She grinned. She took the glass and drink it down in one gulp.
Her throat was on fire and she tried to delete it..., but this didn't work.
After two more hours of silence, he stood up and looked at Temperance sadly.
"I see... The both of us don't come to an agreement. Today...Maybe...Never..."
"I know...but...Do you wanna keep here? with me..?"
"I should go to the office...And do a little work."
She nodded. Together they walked to the door. As both stood at the door. Lance noticing how close were their mouths.
"I think...you can stay here." She whispered and kissed him stormy. And together they ran towards the bedroom...Sweets threw her with a strong movement on the bed ...
TBC?