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“Because while that story performed well, that was more of an indication of luck than skill,” I responded, not missing a beat. I knew what I was talking about, and I wasn’t going to let anyone think otherwise.
Olivia rolled her eyes and that honestly kind of ticked me off a little bit.
“So you think I’m not a good reporter?”
She triggered another one of my pet peeves, and that was in record time—not even five seconds passed.
“I never said that,” I clarified, keeping my voice low. I wasn’t about to let anyone put words in my mouth.
“Youjustsaid it,” Olivia rebutted, and I felt the frustration keeping up my back.
“I’m still your boss, Olivia,” I warned, feeling my shoulders tightening up and my chest heaving outward. There was this inexplicable feeling bubbling in my stomach, but it wasn’t rage. “And one would easily think that your attitude for this simpleassessment is enough to indicate that you aren’t ready to deal with the real hard stories.”
“How would you know? You haven’t even given me a chance,” Olivia asked—no, demanded to know. Her voice was getting louder as her exasperation was pushing through her limits. “IknowI can handle it! Why don’t you ever have faith in me?”
Olivia stood up like a rocket ready to fly. She put both hands on the desk. She was breathing heavily—no, she was fuming.
“I’ll put my trust in you once you actually prove that you’re more than just that girl who rode a roller coaster,” I countered, standing up as well to prevent her from towering over me. I wasn’t sure who, but one of us swayed a little closer. Maybe we both did. But our faces were inches apart.
Olivia seemed taken aback for a moment, but then her emotions came blazing back.
“You little—pompous ass little rich boy—”
Before I knew it, her lips were suddenly against mine and I found my hands immediately gripping her ass, remembering how soft and firm it was. Her arms wrapped around my neck as we continued to demand pleasure from each other.
I had never felt so irritated by a woman and yet, so turned on at the same time. Olivia’s refusal to back down in an argument was incredibly sexy. My hands on her felt like the most natural thing in the world.
She moaned against my lips and my hand plunged into the front of her jeans, finding her wet and warm, waiting for me. Her head flew back in pleasure. Her hands hastily found the buckle of my belt.
“Mr. Oviatt and Ms. Taylor, this is your pilot speaking. Our flight crew has finished performing their safety check and we will be departing in a few minutes. Please prepare for takeoff,” the pilot’s voice came out of the speaker. Reluctantly, I took my hand out of her underwear to re-buckle my belt.
Olivia walked backwards once we separated, touching her lips with her shaky hands. “That… that can’t keep happening,” she said. Though it kind of pained me to say it, I agreed with her. “You’re my boss…”
I sighed, running a hand through my hair.
“Why don’t you go choose a seat and get buckled,” I suggested, sitting back down on my office chair with a million thoughts running through my head. “I’ll be out in a minute.”
Wordlessly, Olivia exited my office. Another deep sigh escaped my lips as I looked up at the ceiling of the jet. My heart kept beating wildly, still remembering vividly how Olivia’s lips felt against mine.
Oh, Ben, what did you get yourself into?
The flight was painfully awkward. Olivia wasn’t even fazed when we took off. She simply looked out the window and didn’t utter a single word to me. After the pilot told us we were free to move about, both of us hung around the main cabin. But there was nothing but silence inside the private jet. I thought I was used to the silence since I usually flew alone, but this was a different kind of silence. It was haunting, it was overwhelming, and I would do anything to just get out of it. I didn’t want to stay in this awkwardness for the whole seven-hour flight to Norway.
I honestly thought letting Olivia join in my flight was a good idea. I even made that ingenious reason to Eric that it was for her security, since she had become very popular in the span of a couple of days. I just didn’t think that what we did was going to happen so easily again.
“Hey, I—” I tried to speak, but suddenly, the door from the kitchen opened and the flight attendants walked in with some food.
“Mr. Oviatt, Ms. Taylor. Please enjoy your lunch, cooked especially by our team of world-class chefs,” the flight attendant said, preparing to lift the lid from the plate she set on the tray table. Once she did, she introduced a gourmet three-course meal. “For your appetizers, we prepared seared scallops and fried prosciutto tortellini, and for your—”
The flight attendant went into great detail about the food that they prepared for us, but all I could really focus on was Olivia’s eyes gazing upon the array of food on the cart. It was the first sign of emotion that I had seen from her ever since we took off, and I was just glad to see that she hadn’t been completely discouraged this whole time. Eventually, the flight attendants left us to have our lunch, but Olivia didn’t seem to want to make the first move.
“We can eat, you know,” I said to her. “Just because we almost fucked when we shouldn’t have doesn’t mean we need to starve.”
Honestly, didn’t know where that cheeky statement came from. I cleared my throat to distract from it as I laid out my napkin on my lap.
Strangely, it earned a small chuckle from Olivia.
“I’ve never seen you so blunt before,” she said as she poured herself a glass of water, obviously avoiding any more alcohol. “I meanI have, but… not like that. Like, you don’t usually cuss. You’re usually so eloquent.”
