Chapter 12

His eyes locked on mine as I approached, then dropped to take in my dress. His jaw tightened.

“Olivia.” My name sounded like sin on his lips. “You look… delicious.”

Heat flooded my cheeks. “Thank you. You clean up pretty well yourself.”

“I thought about sending a car,” he said, opening the passenger door. “But I wanted to see your face when you came outside.”

“And what does my face tell you?” I asked, sliding into the leather seat.

He leaned in, his cologne making my head swim. “That you’re wondering if this is a mistake.”

The door closed before I could respond. I watched him walk around the front of the car, his confident stride making my pussy clench involuntarily.

He slid behind the wheel and turned to me. “It’s not, by the way.”

“What’s not?”

“A mistake.” His eyes dropped to my breasts. “That dress certainly isn’t.”

I crossed my legs, aware of how the fabric rode up my thighs. “Where are we going?”

“Somewhere private.” He started the car. “I thought about a restaurant, but I don’t want to share you with a room full of people tonight.”

The way he said “share you” sent a shiver down my spine.

“I have a reservation at my penthouse,” he continued, pulling into traffic. “My chef is preparing dinner.”

“Your personal chef?” I couldn’t keep the surprise from my voice.

“Is that a problem?” His eyes flicked to me briefly.

as it rode up my thighs. “You know,

curled into a smile. “Are you afraid of me, Olivia? Afraid

just so you know, I’ve got pepper spray in

won’t do anything unless you agree to it.

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I reminded him, my voice firmer than I felt.

nodded, eyes back on the road. “Dinner

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all sleek power and expensive engineering. I tried to focus on the passing lights outside, but kept feeling his eyes on me. When I glanced over, Alexander’s gaze darted back to the road, but not before I

Again.

And again.

couldn’t take it anymore. “Do my tits

lips twitched.

only seemed to draw his attention back to them. “What is it with men and tits

what

movies, Instagram.” I waved my hand dismissively.

whitened on the steering wheel. “Your breasts aren’t just

Then what

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here.” He pulled into an underground garage

muttered as he parked in

was imposing, all glass and

the small of my back, the

a soft hiss, trap- ping us in the confined space together. His cologne filled my nostrils-something expensive and masculine, a blend of spices

lurched upward, my stomach dropping as we ascended. I pressed myself against the opposite wall, but there was no escaping his presence or

answered my question,” I said,

me. My back hit the elevator wall as he leaned down, his lips brushing

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