“They bet you wouldn’t show.

Her smile was faint.

“Well, their money’s safe.

I’m staying put.

With a click, the conversation ended, leaving the question hanging in the air from Dylan’s lips.

“A reunion? Why not go and enjoy?”

A twinge of sadness weighed on Olivia, but she kept her voice Light, playful.

“I’d rather not.

I’m not really in touch with many of

close with a playful pinch and a kiss

soft reminder in his

“Deadline’s tomorrow, isn’t it?”

that breathed life into the struggling magazine she worked for, was

whispered, gratitude brushing against his

then became gentle yet unfamiliar,

bit her lip, stifling any

withdrew his hand, whispering

a timid moan, a

held a depth of

never ventured into intimacy beyond kisses and

touch sought consent, a silent

wanted to force her into something she might regret someday in

her body spoke volumes, signaling her

her, a desire fueled

and inviting, how could he resist? Yet, a battle raged

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