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The hell?
He was not outside her door, was he?
Olivia jumped off the sofa and ran over, peering through her peephole.
“Open the door, Liv,” Fletcher commanded.
No, no, no.
She glanced down at her black sweatpants and old Led Zeppelin t-shirt and tugged on her hair which was in a half pony-half messy bun.
AKA: a damn mess.
She had zero makeup on and smelled like chocolate cookies, which she’d baked earlier for Sammy’s playdate tomorrow afternoon.
“Fletch, what are you doing here?” she asked in a low voice.
“Are you going to let me in?”
“No.”
She heard him curse and bit back a laugh, nibbling her bottom lip. A part of her was thrilled he was here, even though she knew he shouldn’t be.
“Liv, open the damn door,” Fletcher said, and when she looked again, she saw his arm leaning on the doorframe, and holy hell, his biceps were so damn sexy even warped through the peephole.
She let out a sigh and slid the lock open.
As soon as the door moved an inch, Fletcher pushed it open, closed it behind him, then glanced around. She knew who he was looking for.
“She’s in bed,” Olivia said, then a second later, his body enveloped hers, and his mouth smashed down on hers.
When they parted, they were both panting and smiling at each other like idiots.
“Hi,” he smirked.
“What are you doing here?” she laughed.
“That,” Fletcher replied. “And this.” He kissed her again, sliding his fingers into her bird’s nest of hair.
She moaned.
God damn, the man was sex on two legs and knew it. But he couldn’t be here. What if Simon had seen him?
Not that she thought evenhewas evil enough to sit staking out her house, watching her every move.
Probably.
“I needed to see you,” Fletcher said, staring down at her with glossy eyes. “Before we go back to the office on Monday, I wanted to see you again. Plus, you never replied to my text.”
“I didn’t know what to say.”
“Were you thinking about me?” He ran his thumb along her lip.
“Of course I was.” She nodded, shivering under his touch. “But we agreed, just one night.”
“I’m not sure that was a solid agreement. I never signed anything.” He shrugged and smirked at her.
“Fletcher Dufort. This isn’t one of your business deals.” She shook her head, grinning at him even though she was well aware of the position he was putting her in.
