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Gah…so fucking frustrating

But I’ht, I’ to be holy hell to pay

--

Garrett knocks on the door, but I don’t get up from the bed Instead, I smile to myself and hold firm onto my patience He only knocks once more before I hear the door open and him call out, "Olivia?"

"I’m back here…in the bedroom," I call back

I’ down the hallway He hurls hih my door, eyes wild "Are you okay?"

He takes one look at me and his jaw drops The fear on his face o hot with lust

That’s because I’ naked on the bed with one hand on s I even havehim a sultry smile, I say, "I’?" he croaks uncertainly, even as his eyes roaue comes out to swipe at his lower lip

"You knohat I’ ht attack It’s what I hat I need His hands open and close, fisting hard, and he actually takes one tiny step toward ht we’d go out to dinner I’et so to eat And maybe later…if you’re not too tired--"

"Oh, for fuck’s sake," I snarl at Garrett as I partially sit up on the bed, supporting myself on my elbows "I’m not tired, I’m not sick, and I don’t need you to be careful with et over here and do so about it"

Garrett blinks at me…eyes as wide and round as an owl’s Indecision

"Do you not find me attractive?" I murmur

His eyes soften and he tilts his head "You know I do TheI’ve ever seen"

"Don’t you wantmy hand down my stomach