Chapter 17
Olivia
Alexander got in and started the car. “You’re quiet,” he observed as he pulled into traffic.
“Just thinking.”
“About?”
“About how fucking insane this whole situation is,” I said, turning to look at him. “You’re my boss. You’ve offered me a marriage contract worth millions of dollars. And now we just had dinner at your penthouse, where you cooked for me-”
“My chef cooked for us,” he corrected.
“Whatever. The point is, none of this is normal.”
“Normal is overrated,” Alexander said, his eyes locked on mine as he navigated through the quiet streets of LA.
“So is being cryptic,” I shot back. “Yet here you are, mastering the art.”
His lips quirked up at the corner. “You think I’m being cryptic? I’m the most straightforward man you’ll ever meet.”
“Right. Because normal men propose marriage contracts to women they barely know.”
“I never claimed to be normal.” He glanced over before returning to the road. “And I think you’re less normal than you pretend to be.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means,” he said, turning onto my street, “that a normal woman wouldn’t be considering my offer. She’d have slapped me and walked out.”
“Who says I’m considering it?”
“The fact that you’re sitting in my car right now.” He pulled up to the curb outside my building and cut the engine. “The fact that you wore that dress.”
I just wanted a free
me fully, one arm draped over the steering wheel. “Or maybe you’re curious about what it would be like to be Mrs.
my eyes at him, my body still humming with unwanted attraction. “I’m only Miss Morgan. Not Mrs.
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a smile playing at the corners
interior suddenly felt too small,
you tomorrow.” I said,
voice was a
feeling his eyes on my ass as I walked
off my heels, letting them clatter against the wall. The red dress clung to my sweaty
body, pooling at my feet like expensive
bra, sighing with relief as they were finally free. I peeled off my
flopped onto
I opened Emilia’s chat.
Me: You up?
dots appeared,
Emilia: Yeah, what’s up?
at the screen, debating whether
that I was crazy for even considering it. Or maybe she’d tell me to go for it. Emilia had always been more adventurous than me.
I couldn’t tell her. Not yet. This was too bizarre, too complicated. I needed to make this
major. What
How are you holding up?
at her bluntness. Emilia never minced
I’m good, actually. Surprisingly
to get over someone is
Me: EMILIA!
Plenty of hot guys out there who’d kill to
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