Chapter 410

Elysia tilted her head back and chugged another pint.

After finishing, she plopped down onto the couch, her gaze blurry, not just full but dizzy too.

Tarquin squinted his attractive eyes and asked her, "Can you handle more?"

"Of course, I can! I'm the champ at this, you think you can get me drunk? No way! I... I can handle two more! No, three! Try me, go on, fetch more drinks!"

After her declaration, her head drooped forward.

Her forehead knocked against the coffee table, jolting her awake.

She rubbed her forehead, whining like a toddler, "Ouch..."

Tarquin felt a pang of sympathy, but her dazed expression just made him roll his eyes.

Just as he was about to speak, she suddenly turned, raised her hand, and slapped him, "Why'd you hit me?"

Tarquin was speechless. Who's hitting whom?

"I didn't hit you!"

Elysia snapped back, "If you didn't hit me, why would it hurt?"

"So, it hurts because I hit you?"

who else could've hit

you have bumped

dumb. It must've been

Was this what they call 'playing

"I..."

I may look easy

showing off how

huh? I've got these two canines,

reminded of the bite

to ask you

"Yeah, shoot!"

you really Elijah's

without hesitation, almost

heartbeat quickened, "Then why won't you admit

you just ask me? And I

you always

sober now. Oh, I get it, you mean why won't I admit it

"Exactly!"

and gestured for Tarquin to come closer, "Lean in, I'll tell you, but let's not let him hear. If he finds out, he'll throw a fit, he's got

lips twitched as he moved

his ear, conspiratorially low, "Because

darkened, "What do you

a dog, so I can't admit

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