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

over the steering wheel. “Or maybe you’re curious

at him, my body still humming

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of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “The offer stands. I need your an- swer by

car’s interior suddenly felt

you tomorrow.” I said, reaching for the

His voice was a caress

on my ass as I

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 the

my body, pooling at my feet like expensive liquid. I stepped out

as they were finally free. I peeled

I flopped onto my

I opened Emilia’s chat.

Me: You up?

dots appeared,

Emilia: Yeah, what’s up?

debating whether

was crazy for even considering it. Or maybe she’d tell me to go

too complicated. I needed to

What are you

place. He’s in the shower. How are you holding up? Any more

bluntness. Emilia never

I’m good, actually.

to get over someone

Me: EMILIA!

of hot guys out there who’d kill to date

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