Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Wait here. I’1L get the tickets,” she said.

Wesley stopped her, thinking that a man should be taking care of this kind of thing.

“I’LL go. Just wait for me by the entrance.” He gestured in that direction to make his point.

Blair agreed and went to wait by the entrance. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Soldiers were able to gain early access at the ticket office. But

Wesley lined up just like everyone else.

At the entrance there were security scanners and staff inspecting visitors’ bags.

When it was Blair’s turn to go through the security check, she noticed a man would be inspecting her bag. She remembered she Left two tampons in there. She didn’t check her bag when she left her apartment this morning.

She looked inside. There they were. She had forgotten to take them out.

It would be pretty embarrassing if they found them-or worse, take them out to inspect them.

Just when she was considering putting them in her pocket, the man rudely snatched her bag away.

He was going to root through it when Wesley took the bag from him and handed it to a female worker.

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“This way,” he said to Blair.

“Oh, okay.” Blair walked quickly over to where he indicated. The woman went through her stuff. When she was certain there was nothing dangerous there, she Let them through

After the staff scanned their tickets, Wesley asked Blair, “Do many fairs have checkpoints like this?”

Blair thought about it and replied, “I think it’s only Happy Valley.”

Wesley frowned. He could understand the scanner and the security (you didn’t want a bomb being brought in, for example), but going through people’s belongings was not cool.

Since she wasn’t the only one whose bag was inspected, Blair didn’t mind. She quickly forgot all about it. Pointing at the double-decker merry-go-round, she asked, “Oooh! Let’s ride that one!”

Wesley made a face.

“I’ll wait for you.”

Blair knew he wouldn’t want to do that. She was just teasing him.

Seeing the awkwardness on his face, she snickered, “Okay. I’ll go line up.” Some people said that deep down, every adult was a child. That was true with Blair.

The line wasn’t long. After a few minutes, she was allowed on the carousel and climbed onto a yellow seahorse.

Wesley stood nearby, waiting. She waved at him with a smile, and he nodded in response.

Before long, the carousel started up. Blair took out her phone to take pictures. Before she could line up a shot, Joslyn called.