Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Bowen led Aubree out of the restaurant, heading toward his car.

Just as Ethan and Samson were about to follow, Kelvin quickly stepped in with a chuckle and blocked their way. “Hey, what’s the hurry? Can’t you see Mr. Turner wants some private time with Miss Miller?”

Ethan and Samson nodded in unison, then promptly changed course and put some distance between themselves and the

car.

Realizing the trio hadn’t followed, Bowen shot them an approving glance out of the corner of his eye.

Kelvin swelled with pride-his bonus was safe.

Bowen held the passenger door open for Aubree.

Inside the car, Aubree pressed against the window, putting as much distance as possible between herself and Bowen.

She’d have preferred the back seat, but knowing Bowen, who had already opened the passenger door, she knew he wouldn’t let her have her way.

Bowen’s fingers traced the steering wheel. He tilted his head, glancing at Aubree beside him. Why is she sitting so far away from me?

‘Never mind,’ Bowen thought to himself. ‘I’ve got all the time in the world.’

his lips together, the faintest smile

to life as Aubree clicked her

buildings outside the window slowly recede, a thought suddenly popped into her mind. ‘For someone like

arm around Samson’s shoulders while Kelvin stood ramrod straight

watched with satisfied smiles as the car slowly pulled away-but then, as it suddenly started zigzagging down the

seatbelt as she was jolted from side to side. ‘Wait a minute,’

bumping into his firm chest. For a split second, she

awkward chuckle, meeting Aubree’s suspicious gaze as if seeing right

glanced at Bowen, a bit uneasy. “Maybe you should just

Bowen declared, not one to back down. ‘Calling them back now? How humiliating would that be?’ he

no choice but

the hang of it. In no time, the car was cruising smoothly and steadily down the

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it was the intense jolting just now, but Aubree felt a wave

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squeezed her eyes shut as a wave of nausea rose within her, trying

her discomfort.

a bit dizzy,” Aubree murmured. No sooner had she spoken than Bowen reached out and grasped her other hand,

instinctively tried to pull her hand

tightened his grip on her

entire focus was pulled to his hand-his warm, dry fingers pressed tightly against hers, leaving no gap between

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