The Queen They Buried

Chapter 408

Aubree’s vision swam with double images. She couldn’t even tell who she’d bumped into. Instinctively, she staggered back, trying to dodge away.

But a pair of warm, big hands reached out and pulled her straight into a broad embrace.

“How much did you drink? You’re totally wasted. You reek of alcohol and smell awful now,” Bowen teased,

Aubree had to attend business socials these days, and she could usually hold her liquor pretty well.

Bowen rarely saw her this drunk. He lowered his voice, speaking right by her ear, his tone soft and lingering–like a feather brushing across her heart, making her feel all fluttery and ticklish inside.

Aubree hummed softly, forcing her eyes open to focus on the person in front of her. Then, she suddenly broke into a wide grin. “What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you had a dinner party tonight?”

“Dinner party? Please, nothing’s more important than picking up my girlfriend,” Bowen replied with a grin.

for a singles mixer packed with outstanding young people all trying to hit on his

was going on in his mind. She–tilted her face up, letting herself snuggle

the lights, and she

really the best,

really

teeth, thinking, “How does she look so cute? She’s

narrowed his eyes, unable to hold back. Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to her lips, the spicy tang of alcohol on her breath. transferring

this good to

his arms, holding her close like a dragon who had finally found his one and only

claws to take her back to his lair, where he could keep her safe

far away, watching as Bowen’s face turned so soft and mushy it was

but roll their eyes, thinking, “Wasn’t this the same guy who swore he was just looking after Aubree like she was his sister? He even said there was no way

always knew Bowen, just didn’t know how to act like a