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.”
cheeks. “Maybe I just wanted a
to face me fully, one arm draped over the steering wheel. “Or
at him, my body still humming with unwanted attraction. “I’m only Miss Morgan. Not Mrs.
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of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “The offer
suddenly felt too small,
I said, reaching for the
Olivia.” His voice was
car, feeling his eyes on my
felt emptier than usual when I stepped inside. I kicked off my heels, letting them clatter against the wall. The red dress clung to my sweaty skin as I moved through
It slid down my body, pooling at my feet like expensive liquid. I stepped
peeled off my damp panties and padded naked to my dresser, pulling out
I flopped onto my bed, grabbing
I opened Emilia’s chat.
Me: You up?
three dots appeared,
Emilia: Yeah, what’s up?
whether to tell her about Alexander’s
I was crazy for even considering it. Or maybe she’d tell me to go for it. Emilia had always been more
too complicated. I needed to make this
What
place. He’s in the shower. How are you
bluntness.
good, actually.
the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. You should totally
Me: EMILIA!
hot guys out there who’d kill
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