“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.

and honestly, I’m not

a playful pinch and a kiss that

he said, a soft reminder

“Deadline’s tomorrow, isn’t it?”

in her dreams, a staggering sum that breathed life into the struggling magazine she worked for, was not lost on

you, Mr. Wright,” she whispered, gratitude brushing against

touch then became gentle yet unfamiliar, stirring a nervous thrill within

bit her lip,

a moment, Dylan withdrew his hand,

timid moan, a

gaze held a depth

that line, never ventured into intimacy

a

wanted to force her into something she might regret someday in

body spoke volumes,

yearned for her, a desire fueled by

delicate and inviting, how could he resist? Yet, a battle raged within hima clash of

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