The Healing Avenger novel Chapter 52

“If you're anxious, sit closer to me, Darling. I don't mind,” Finnegan offered.

After the couple entered the bar, they picked the most secluded table in the venue. It was clearly Bernice's first time in a bar because she was sitting stiffly, looking as though she didn't fit in with the surrounding.

“I mind because I'm worried you'll take advantage of me.” Despite her words, she still inched closer to Finnegan.

However, he didn't tease her about it. Instead, he wrapped one arm around her waist while using the other to pour her a glass of wine. “Come, let's toast.”

Bernice lifted the glass with a grin. “Be honest, Meanie. Are you trying to make me drunk?”

As the saying goes, one must be bold and meticulous when chasing after a woman! While I've never fallen in love before, I understand what that sentence means. In response, he nodded honestly. “I was thinking about that. Once you're drunk, I'll carry you to a hotel and make you a mother in ten months.”

She thought Finnegan would pretend to be at least a little gentlemanly.

To her surprise, he replied honestly, which amused her as she snickered.

It was evident Bernice wasn't upset by Finnegan's statement or thought he had a bad character.

Blushing, she toasted with him and spoke in a tiny voice. “While I won't say no to intimate acts, I won't give you what you want until that night, Meanie. This is my bottom line, so don't try to force it to happen!”

She sounded as though she had spent all her courage near the end of her sentence before emptying her glass in one go.

Finnegan smiled. “So, you're saying I can do anything with you except for that one thing?”

“I didn't say that. Just drink your wine.”

After laughing, he emptied his glass, too.

The two were amid an emotional upswing, thanks to the atmosphere and the stimulation from the alcohol.

Finnegan hugged Bernice tightly and whispered next to her ear, “Don't you think our first kiss on the street isn't memorable enough, Darling?”

Thanks to her wits, she immediately understood what he meant.

Flushing in embarrassment, she whispered, “What are you planning to do? There are many people here.”

“You, of course.” He then planted a kiss on her head.

Because they were in a dark corner and they already had a few glasses of wine, she didn't push him away. Instead, she embraced him tightly and reciprocated his intimacy shyly.

The kiss lasted until the music on the dance floor stopped.

Bernice lowered her red countenance and muttered, “Are you trying to groom me into a licentious woman, Meanie?”

“If you're only licentious toward me, then yes.”

“Meanie! I don't want to talk to you anymore!” Still influenced by the kiss from earlier, she grabbed a glass of wine and took a big swig.

It was then her phone on the table rang with the word “Mom” on the screen.

As the bar wasn't playing any music at that moment, Bernice swiftly picked up the phone. “What's the matter, Mom? I'm having a meal with a friend outside right now. I drank a little, but not much. Huh? Yes, it's him.”

Then she hastily covered the phone and spoke to Finnegan. “My mom correctly guessed I'm currently with you and wants to talk to you. Don't tell her we're at a bar right now. Otherwise, my mom will think you're a bad influence.”

She looks like a teenager who just realized her parents found out she has a boyfriend. How adorable. Finnegan couldn't help but pinch her cheek. “Don't worry.”

I was just joking. Oh, man, she's just so cute! I can't resist... Unable to stifle his urge, he pinched her cheek again. “Silly girl.”

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