I growled and picked up the pace.The sight of her, flushed and trembling beneath me, sent a surge of possessiveness through my veins.
“I'm so close,” she gasped.
“Come for me, Sunny.”Using the nickname had become second nature.
Her body tensed then shuddered as she cried out.The clench of her walls around me pushed me over the edge, and I followed her into blissful oblivion.
We took a few moments to catch our breath before I pressed a kiss to her shoulder and reluctantly pulled away.I grabbed tissues from the box on her desk.They needed replenishing again.As I fixed my clothes, I couldn't help smirking at the satisfied look on Olivia's face.
“So much for being professional,” she teased, smoothing down her dress.
I shrugged, unrepentant.“You're the one who wore that dress.”
“Fair point.But we should probably get some actual work done today.”
I nodded, forcing myself to focus on the stack of blueprints waiting for my attention.“You're right.The community center won't build itself.”
As we settled into our respective tasks, I stole glances at Olivia.The way she munched on those damn Twizzlers, the slight purse of her lips as she read through emails—every little detail fascinated me.
* * *
“What if theydon't like me?”
“One, not possible.Two, you already know Mel.”
I lounged on the edge of my king-size bed, the Egyptian cotton sheets cool against my palms.My eyes followed Olivia as she flitted about my master bathroom.The marble countertops were cluttered with her makeup and hair products, and the scent of her vanilla perfume mingled with the sandalwood of my cologne.Her presence had transformed my once stark sanctuary into something warm and lived-in.I was surprisingly at ease with the change, absorbing her into my space as natural as the sun rising each morning.
“You look beautiful,” I said, admiring her reflection in the mirror.“They're going to love you.”
Olivia flushed pink and smiled softly.“You're biased.”
“Doesn't make it any less true.”
It was moments like these that made me wonder how I ever thought it would be possible to keep her at arm's length.
“You know,” I started, leaning back on my elbows, “we could always skip this dinner.Order in, watch a movie...”
“Nice try, but no.We're going.Besides, I want to meet your friends properly.”
I groaned dramatically, but there was no real protest behind it.Truth was, I wanted her to meet them too.It was a big step I never thought I'd take.
“Fine.But if Blair starts grilling you about your intentions, I'm stepping in.”
“Myintentions?Shouldn't they be more concerned about yours?”
I stood up, crossing the room to her.My hands found her waist and pulled her close.“My intentions are entirely honorable, I assure you.”
“Mhm.Is that why you're trying to make us late?”
I nuzzled her throat and nipped her earlobe.“Can you blame me?”
Olivia shivered, goosebumps flaring over neck.She brought her hands up and rested them on my chest.There was a moment when I thought she might give in.But then she pushed me back gently, eyes twinkling.
“Later,” she promised.“Ifyou behave.”
I laughed, releasing her.“You drive a hard bargain, Sunny.”
She grinned, turning back to the mirror to apply a final touch of lipstick.I watched her, amazed at how quickly she'd become an essential part of my life.It should have terrified me.But with Olivia, it felt right.
