In less than five minutes, the fun was over and the pain began. The big grains of salt at the bottom of the lake hurt her feet.
Blair had to pause before taking every step.
She tried to find spots where the grains were smaller, but even so, she was almost in tears before long. 'Doesn't this place sell shoe covers or sothing?' she thought miserably.
Blair looked around and was surprised to see that so people in the lake were wearing shoe covers. She sighed. 'Why hadn't I thought of this before I got down here?'
Her eyes then fell on the pavilion board which said, "Shoe covers for rent." She had been in too much of a hurry to notice it earlier.
And now, to enjoy the most beautiful view she had ever seen, Blair had to grit her teeth and walk on. Finally, she reached the middle of the lake. She had the best angle to take the pictures of the lake where the water t the sky.
She lifted her cara and clicked.
Little did she know that while she was engrossed in taking the picture of the view, soone else was secretly taking pictures of her, freezing the picture-perfect mont with her in the dead center of the white salt lake.
As ti ticked by, more tourists walked into the lake. So were wearing shoe covers, and others were walking barefoot, wincing just like her.
She wondered if she should text Niles and ask him to rent a pair of shoe covers for her.
Once she was satisfied with the pictures she had taken, Blair put away her cara and turned around to look at where Niles was sitting. But instead, her eyes fell on a familiar figure standing a ter away from her.
The handso man stood out from the crowd of tourists. Blair was breathless for a mont. "When...when did you get here?" she asked.
"Just now." Wesley walked closer to her. "Doesn't it hurt?" he asked, looking at her legs. Despite the thick calluses on the soles of his feet, even he could feel so pain. He knew that she was in a lot more pain than him. Besides, her feet had been severely injured once.
"It does," she admitted.
"Silly woman." Wesley lifted her into his arms.
Blair buried her face in his chest and smiled. "I didn't walk barefoot into the lake on purpose. I just didn't know that this
r them at the platform.
Niles had even convinced the driver to slow down when the train passed the platform Wesley was at, just to make sure that Blair could see him. Niles was being very considerate towards Blair. 'He must be up to sothing, ' Wesley figured.
He threw the shoe covers aside, rolled up his sleeves and moved dangerously towards his little brother.
Niles' eyes widened like saucers when he saw Wesley approaching him slowly. He yelled, "Wait. Wesley! You can't be taking it seriously. I was just kidding, man. How could I possibly fight you? Blair! Help out!"
"You like Blair, don't you?"
Wesley asked grimly.
Niles panicked. He didn't have a crush on Blair.
It was just that he had been feeling guilty about putting philter in their wine that one ti. He was just trying to make up for what he had done. But he couldn't tell Wesley that. Wesley would kill him either way.
Niles tried to make him understand.
"Bro, first of all, Blair is older than . I don't like older won. Secondly, Blair used to be such an outgoing and perky person. But ever since she got together with you, she has beco more mature, and after what happened in the past few years, she is no longer the kind of person she used to be. She is now completely composed and grown-up. Not my type at all. And more importantly, she is my sister-in-law! How could I possibly fall for her?"
"Then why are you acting so gallantly around her?" Wesley hit the nail on the head.
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