Chapter 1989 My Girlfriend's Rival:>2

The mention of my girlfriend made me swallow hard. I was paralyzed. Still holding the crate against my chest with both hands, and with her body to my back, I couldn't just push her away. I probably could have done some maneuver to twist around, take a step away from her, something. But I did nothing. I let her continue, hopingshewould be the one to stop, and secretly not knowing if I wanted her to. "Please," I said, "This is wrong..."