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

have bumped

I'm not dumb. It must've been

what

"I..."

so you know, I may look easy to

off how sharp her teeth were. Tarquin rolled

got these two

of the bite marks on his shoulder,

want to ask you

"Yeah, shoot!"

really

without hesitation,

why won't

it, didn't you just ask

sober, you

it, you mean why won't I admit

"Exactly!"

in, I'll tell you, but let's not let him hear. If he finds out, he'll throw a fit, he's got quite the

lips twitched as he moved

in his ear, conspiratorially low,

"What

a dog, so I can't admit

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