Chapter 414 What Can't I Know
Benjamin stumbled over, looking more down-to-earth than usual thanks to the booze. "What's the big secret I can't know about?"
Daphne froze. She turned to see him and hesitated before saying, "Benjamin,"
Wasn't he inside? How'd he get out here?
"Spill it, what can't I know?" Benjamin said, closing in and wrapping her up in his arms.
Daphne tried to step back, but there was a wall right behind her. No escape.
Seeing the scene, everyone else quickly bailed.
In no time, the hallway was empty except for Daphne and Benjamin.
"What?" Benjamin's voice dropped.
Daphne's innocent eyes showed a flicker of nerves. "It's nothing."
"Not buying it," Benjamin said.
"Seriously, it's nothing," Daphne insisted.
"Bad kids don't get candy," Benjamin teased, his thumb brushing her lips with a flirty touch.
Seeing he was pretty wasted, Daphne made up a story. "I slipped coming out of the restroom earlier. Didn't want you to worry, so I asked them to keep it hush-hush."
"Dummy," Benjamin said, tapping her head lightly, his drunkenness mixed with a bit of affection. "Where's the boo-boo?"
Daphne hesitated, then showed her arm. "Here, but it was just a little fall. Doesn't hurt."
Benjamin blew on her arm.
Daphne stood there, dazed, her eyes deepening as she watched Benjamin, who was so carefully tending to her.
Did Benjamin buy it?
"Still hurt?" Benjamin asked, as gentle as a kid.
Daphne shook her head, her eyes glued to his slightly tipsy face.
For some reason, she suddenly wanted to touch him.
She raised her hand and pinched his cheek.
'Feels so good,' she thought.
But Benjamin didn't know her thoughts. His deep, dark eyes grew even more mysterious. He pulled her closer and said in his deep, sexy voice, "Only my girlfriend gets to pinch my face."
"I am your girlfriend," Daphne said.
"Then kiss me," Benjamin said.
Daphne's cheeks turned a bit pink, feeling a bit awkward.
"Benjamin," she called out.
"What?" Benjamin asked.
"Are you drunk?" Daphne asked, pinching his cheek again, finding him kinda cute right now.
Benjamin shook his head, his words still pretty clear. "Nope."
Daphne smiled slightly. He was clearly drunk but wouldn't admit it.
"Yeah, sure, you're not drunk." Daphne played along, but her eyes couldn't help but linger on his face. "How about I take you home?"
Benjamin didn't answer, just pointed to the spot on his face where she had pinched him earlier.
Daphne looked puzzled. "What's up?"
"You haven't kissed it yet," Benjamin said, his voice low and smooth.
Daphne looked around to make sure no one was watching, then stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on his face.
Just as she was about to pull away, a chorus of teasing voices erupted nearby.
Someone said, "Keep going. We didn't see anything."
Another teased, "Oops, came out too soon."
A group of people, each with a playful look in their eyes, watched Daphne and Benjamin.
Daphne, feeling a bit embarrassed, didn't know how to react. She could only pretend to be calm and say, "I'll take Benjamin home first. I've already called a driver for you guys. Let me know when you get home."
With that, she led Benjamin away.
Once in the car, Daphne got messages from Emma and Zoey. Before even opening their group chat, she knew it wouldn't be anything serious. And yep, she was right.
Emma: [Classic you.]
Emma: [FYI, Benjamin's drunk, so go easy on him.]
Emma: [And no, I'm not talking about measuring fingers, if you catch my drift.]
Zoey: [Didn't think you'd be the one in charge, tbh.]
Zoey: [GL with Benjamin.]
Daphne: [What are you guys thinking? I'm just measuring ring sizes.]
Emma and Zoey: [Sure, sure.]
Daphne went silent, figuring it was best to stay out of it. She changed the subject, telling them to get some rest, and then put her phone away.
On the way back, she kept an eye on Benjamin, relieved he wasn't showing any signs of car sickness.
After the driver dropped them off at home, she helped him up to the second floor.
As soon as they got inside, Benjamin shrugged off his jacket and headed to the bathroom, still a bit wobbly. Daphne knew he liked to stay clean and that his current state was genuine.
After thinking for a moment, she decided to help him take a bath.
But just as she was about to unbutton his shirt, he grabbed her hand.
She paused, looking up at him with a mix of curiosity and confusion. "Benjamin?"
Benjamin swallowed, let go of her hand, and rubbed his temples. With the last bit of his rationality, he spoke seriously to her, "You know it's kinda risky to undress me right now, huh?"
Daphne bit her lip.
Benjamin's rationality was hanging by a thread. "I can wash myself. Could you make me a glass of lemon water?"
There hadn't been any issues before, so he hadn't felt the need to control his desire. But now it was different. If he lost control, it wouldn't be fair to Daphne.
"But..." Daphne was genuinely worried about him.
What if he fell?
Benjamin was still dizzy but tried hard to keep it together. "If you're really worried, you can help me run the bath and find some pajamas."
"Okay."
Daphne immediately went to do it.
Benjamin watched her bustling around the room, a smile playing on his face.
He knew that tonight, Daphne had conspired with Evan and Kevin to get him drunk, but he didn't plan to call her out.
It was rare for her to cause a bit of trouble, so why not go along with it?
After finding his clothes, Daphne helped him to the bathroom. She tested the water temperature in the bathtub and then left.
She didn't go to make the lemon water right away, worried that she wouldn't hear any noise from upstairs if she went down.
If something happened, she could respond immediately.
About twenty minutes later, Benjamin came out.
After the bath, he was a bit more sober than before, but he didn't plan to show it.
Earlier at the restaurant, he had overheard Daphne's conversation with Evan and knew she had gotten him drunk to test something. Although he didn't know exactly what she wanted to test, since she didn't want him to know, he decided to play along and give her a sense of accomplishment.
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