Chapter 612: He moved his jaw, frustration etched across his features.novelbin

I might actually lose a tooth.

How am I supposed to charm the ladies now? Caden smirked.

You dont have anyone to kiss.

What are you worried about? Gerry was at a loss for words.

Suddenly, Cade howled, likely tired of playing and missing its owners.

Alicia dashed out to find it.

Caden reclined lazily, a picture of nonchalance.

Gerry raised an eyebrow.

What are you still doing here? Arent you going out with your sweetheart? Caden replied, Im not presentable enough to go out just yet.

Gerrys gaze dropped to Cadens pants.

He couldnt help but curse under his breath.

Why do you always act like a lovesick puppy, always ready to pounce at a moments notice? Caden shrugged, unruffled.

Its only natural to feel a fire in your heart when youre in love.

I would never be like you.

Find someone who makes you feel alive first before you say that.

Gerry settled into a seat, his gaze steady.

Did you need something from me? A flicker of surprise crossed Cadens face at Gerrys sharp perception.

Yeah.

I need your help.

As Caden laid out his plan, Gerry sat in silent shock.

He had always known Caden was a man of his word, but hearing it directly from him felt almost surreal.

Are you really certain about this? Caden answered, Getting lost in the details is how we make things complicated.

To him, love was a feeling only his heart could truly grasp.

It wasnt something to be weighed or measured.

He wanted to marry Alicia, driven by the desire to see it through.

Gerry placed the ice pack aside and gingerly touched his cold cheek.

As Cadens closest friend, Gerry was determined to lend a hand.

Alright, leave it to me.

Ill make sure its done just right.

He then tilted his head and asked, So, any idea when you plan to hold the engagement party? Caden shrugged, a smirk tugging at his lips.

Well, she hasnt exactly said yes yet, so theres no rush.

Gerrys lips curled into a smirk.

Shes head over heels for you.

How could she turn you down? Are you just rubbing it in my face? .

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