Page 73 of Cabin Fever

TWENTY-THREE

Olivia

"ARE YOU SURE YOU DON't want to come home with me?" Bea asked for the fifth time this morning.

"I can't. I told you I need to help Carter on the farm, and today's my first day working at the vet." I kept jumping between feeling sad that Bea was leaving and excited about my first day at a job.

She shook her head holding up a dress. "You want this? I'm over dark blue. It's almost spring, I need to feel light color against my skin."

Was Bea always this obnoxious? I loved my sister, but I found my eyes rolling more than usual the past week since she'd arrived.

"I don't know where I would wear it. It's not like Carter would take me to a restaurant. If you hadn't noticed, he's a bit of a recluse."

"You don't say."

We both laughed.

Bea moved around her hotel bed and placed the dress in my arms.

"Despite his grudge against the human race, I like him."

"Really?"

Bea had never liked any guy I had dated before. She believed they were all using me and that I deserved better. I guess since she believed Carter had the Fitzwilliam fortune in his pocket, he was the better I deserved.

As much as everything added up about Carter being the son of the missing Senator Lorne Fitzwilliam, it felt like he didn't fit into that family. I'd met a few members of the Fitzwilliam's family and they acted as if they were American royalty. Maybe because they were, but still, they didn't actually have royal blood.

I held up the dress. It was pretty and it felt like forever since I had worn something well-made.

"I see the way he looks at you. The man is falling in love, if he hasn't already."

Lowering the garment, I tilted my head. "You think?"

"Oh, yeah. That man is over-the-top smitten with you. I'm kind of jealous."

I blushed as random scenes of what he did to my body popped like bubbles in my head. He definitely liked my body but was there something more?

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