Aubree’s heart gave a jolt, and she swallowed the rest <b>of </b>her words, Even worse, she could feel…
It wasn’t just the characters on screen who were breathing heavily. She was pretty sure Aubree right next to her was also….
“No wonder the movie’s ratings are through the <b>roof</b>, Aubree thought, her mind spinning. ‘How could it not be? It’s got all the thrills, and <b>it’s </b>actually a solid film. With both body and <b>mind </b>satisfied, <b>who </b>in their right mind would rate it low?”
“Well… let’s just keep watching, Aubree said, her voice <b>shaking</b>. She was flustered.
Bowen was looking at her with a gaze that felt downright predatory.
He didn’t answer right away. Instead, his eyes drifted down to the popcorn in her arms. “Is it good?”
<b>‘</b>Good? What’s good? Aubree’s mind was totally scrambled.
She sat there in a daze for a moment before it finally clicked. ‘Oh, he was talking about popcorn, thought Aubree.
It’s… pretty good. Still warm. Want to try some?” Aubree picked up a piece and held it out to him.
She still remembered how, back when she was upset over <b>Alice</b>, Bowen had shown up with a little cake tofort her, and only he ended up eating it off himself.
She’d honestly thought he’d bought it just to cheer her up at that time.
Yep, he is a sweet–toothed president, she thought.
Bowen’s lips curled into a yful smile. The moment Aubree held out the popcorn, he leaned in. Without any hesitation, he lowered his head and bit right into the piece she <b>was </b>holding between her fingers.
The popcorn was tiny, barely the <b>size </b>of her thumb. As his mouth closed around it, his lips inevitably brushed against her fingers. There was no way he could’ve missed them.
Her fingertips felt like they’d been set on <b>fire</b><b>, </b>a warm and soft sensation sliding right over her skin, leaving her nerves tingling
<b>in </b>its <b>wake</b>.
Her scalp tingled. If the theater hadn’t been so dim, Bowen would have seen her ears turning so red. The heat spread from her earlobes and raced across her face <b>like </b>wild vines, taking over her whole expression in seconds.
Her heart wentpletely out of control, thumping madly in her chest. It was way faster than after running half a mile. Honestly, it <b>was </b><b>almost </b>ridiculous how hard it <b>was </b>pounding.
She couldn’t tell if he was doing <b>it </b>on purpose, but <b>as </b>he bit down on the popcorn at her fingertips, his eyes never left hers, <b>his </b>lips <b>brushing </b><b>against </b>her skin, his teeth grazing lightly over her finger. It onlysted a few seconds, but it reyed in slow motion <b>in </b>her mind, stretching out for <b>what </b>felt like a lifetime.
By the time Aubree snapped back to herself, Bowen was already chewing the popcorn. She could <b>hear </b>every crisp crunch, loud.
and clear.
His gaze <b>was </b>still fixed <b>on </b>her, with a look that was anything but innocent. “Mmm, Sweet, fragrant, and… <b>delicious</b>.”
In that instant, Aubree felt like steam was practically shooting out of her ears.
If Bowen had just kissed her outright, it wouldn’t have been nearly as electrifying <b>as </b>the kind of teasing. It was like he <b>wasn’t </b>eating popcorn at all. He was savoring her, as if she was the <b>real </b>treat.
The <b>movie </b><b>was </b>long, and they didn’t even finish it, <b>not </b>because Aubree couldn’t handle it, but the male lead started showing off way too much skin. Bowen was definitely not generous enough to let his girlfriend sit there and admire some other guy’s
bare butt!
After leaving the theater, they strolled hand in <b>hand </b>across the Riverview Bridge.
As night fell, the streetlights on the bridge flickered to life.
8:24 PM ? <b>? </b>
A little girl ran up to them. “Prettydy, buy a bouquet for the handsome guy.”
Bowen found it pretty amusing. Usually, <b>when </b>people <b>sell </b>flowers to a couple, they go for the girl’s boyfriend, hoping the boyfriend buys some for his girlfriend.
Besides, the bouquet didn’t look like something that one got from a normal flower stand.
Bowen raised an eyebrow, thinking, ‘So, the little girl knew it is my birthday and picked today to <b>ask </b>me out, huh?”
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