Love the Second Time Around Novel

Chapter 144 Always Thinking of Him

I gave him an apologetic smile. “Sorry, Uncle Frank. Dominic won’t be drinking. I’ll get him some juice later.”

The last time, he had drunk himself into a stupor and ended up in a hospital. I would really rather not have him repeat that experience again.

Uncle Frank frowned. “I don’t blame you for not knowing your liquor, Lili, but this whiskey here is the good stuff. I specially bought it for this occasion. And you know it’s a family tradition for us men to toast each other at the family gathering.”

I tried to let Uncle Frank down easy. “I’m so sorry, but he really—”

Grandfather harrumphed loudly. “Lili, don’t coddle him. If he wants to drink, drink. If he doesn’t want to, he should say it himself rather than hiding behind his girlfriend.”

“Grandpa…” I pouted.

Dominic’s hand covered mine, taking it off the glass. “I’m fine.” He gave me a reassuring squeeze before addressing Uncle Frank. “I’ll have a glass, thank you.”

“Now we’re talking.” Pleased, the latter filled more than half the glass. “There you go.”

When Uncle Frank moved on to his next target, I elbowed Dominic in his ribs. “Did you forget about what happened the last time?” I hissed in annoyance. “We’re in the countryside. It’s a long way to a hospital if you get alcohol poisoning again.”

Although we did have the local doctor, a proper hospital would be quite out of the way.

Dominic’s expression was calm. “I know what I’m doing.”

As if! Internally, I was throwing my hands up in chagrin. If that were true, you wouldn’t have been hospitalized in the first place, nor would Benjamin and Yvonne tell me you’d nearly drunk yourself into an early grave.

Unable to resist, I pinched his leg under the table. “Just this one glass, okay?” I said warningly. “No seconds.”

“Are

if I am?” I glared at him, peeved by his devil-may-care attitude when his health was at stake. “No

looked at us teasingly. “What sweet nothings are you two whispering? Keep your pillow talk

retrospect, Dominic and I did act like quite a

enough talking, more eating,” Grandfather said. “Everyone dig

thing Uncle Frank was right about—it was in fact a tradition in this household for the men

Back in the day, when his health was better,

a social drinker and only

the doctor had told him

was how the tradition was born—Grandfather was allowed to indulge in his drinks during special occasions where our family gathered and the men would

being said, the copious amount of alcohol Grandfather was currently imbibing had me frown in concern. It’s true that it’s a special occasion, and he could cut loose

non-alcoholic, okay?” I passed him a glass of juice and raised my own by way of toasting. “Cheers to your good health,

I promise I’ll stop after your boyfriend over there

as if daring him

with alcohol. He was hospitalized

I forgot that in the eyes of someone like my grandfather, who used to guzzle booze as freely as

for Dominic to drink, he had instead found something else to pick on the latter—more specifically, that he had too weak a stomach and ought to exercise more to develop a higher alcohol

to Grandfather’s chiding

said the last part, he looked at me with a raised brow loaded with

an innuendo dawned. I turned away, cheeks burning. He’d better not put

Dominic from drinking as a sign of how much I cared about him. Aunt Vivienne, in particular, joked that I was always thinking of him, so much so I probably forgot my own

others laughed good-naturedly while I

pleasant atmosphere lasted for the

room, but not before telling Dominic