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.’

lips together, the faintest smile playing

life as Aubree clicked her seatbelt into

suddenly popped into her mind. ‘For someone like Bowen who always has

arm around Samson’s shoulders while Kelvin

slowly pulled away-but then, as it suddenly started zigzagging down the

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

a split second, she thought, ‘Nice physique.’ But then suspicion crept

chuckle, meeting Aubree’s suspicious gaze as if seeing right through her thoughts.

bit uneasy. “Maybe you

Bowen declared, not one to back down.

had no choice but to keep

he quickly got the hang of it. In no time, the car was

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intense jolting just now, but Aubree felt a wave of

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the window, she squeezed her eyes shut as a wave of nausea rose within her, trying to fight off

quickly noticed her discomfort. “What’s wrong?” he

sooner had she spoken than Bowen reached out and grasped her other hand,

tried to pull her

of letting go, Bowen tightened

hand-his warm, dry fingers pressed tightly against hers,

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