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“Yeah?” I asked.
He drove, and his body seemed racked with tension. “Last night, I was confused on what you and I might do when you refused to come to bed with me.”
Maybe I should have. I almost said it out loud but kept it to myself. My face became hot, and I knew I was probably blushing, but I reached out and squeezed his biceps. “I didn’t refuse. I just wanted to wait.”
He tilted his head like he understood and said, “Because you want to be in love. But are you willing to marry and possibly shatter that illusion?”
I felt the tension in his hard muscle and let go as I settled in my seat. “We’re going to the courthouse.”
One of his eyebrows rose. “So?”
Talk. Don’t stall, Olivia, Stephanie’s voice whispered in my head. “I hesitate on most things in my life because once I give my word, I follow through. I said I’d marry you and help with Bradley and…”
“And?”
I moved closer to him and curled my legs toward him. Then I squared my shoulders. I was ready. “Have sex with you. You were clear that’s what you wanted from me.”
His body seemed to relax. “So you don’t need more time?”
I shook my head. Part of me was nervous and on edge. I ignored that and said, “Tonight, we’ll finish the list we made, then I’ll be ready.”
He took my hand in his. “What if you don’t like something in the contract?”
I didn’t want anything else. I would live with whatever was there. I could live with very little. “Okay, I guess if there is more, we’ll talk about it. I look forward to later,” I said and settled in my seat.
I’d given my word. Even if his heart was never on the line for me, I would have to accept. We were to marry, and I would have to settle with being the best stepmother for Bradley and accepting whatever happened between Johnny and me. Passion needed to be enough.
Chapter Eight
Johnny
My body washard and raring to go the second we came home. At the courthouse to apply for the license, I’d held Olivia for a few minutes but kept my hands mostly to myself. I refused to kiss her again until she started it, and so far, she’d only held my hand. I needed her to want me as much as I wanted to fuck her.
I settled into a game of touching to tease. As we entered my office, I closed the door and realized quickly that we were in private quarters. The Persian rug would keep her warm as I rammed into her, if that was what she chose. And as a bonus, the room was soundproof in case I actually needed to negotiate something secret, though at the moment, that meant Bradley wouldn’t hear anything even if he stood right outside.
Olivia slipped into a chair, completely comfortable, and picked up the contract, seeming calm. She held it up and said, “I need a few minutes to read this over.”
“Of course.” I nodded and headed to the kitchen to grab us some water.
Maybe I would toss it over my head and body to tease her. I knew I needed to shock the good girl. I liked the flirty woman of the past year. At the last second, I went to my bedroom and stripped down to my underwear. My dick needed to fill her. On the way down, I grabbed the water too.
I couldn’t remember the last woman who’d ever said no to me, or if that woman had ever existed.
Once I was in my underwear, I was ready to face her, so I strode back to the office and knocked. “Are you ready?”
She laughed, and her face was bright red. I held my head up and strode in to sit behind the desk as she asked, “What are you wearing?”
“Underwear.” I picked up a pen to hand her and said, “I figured you’d want me to be modest.”
She looked me up and down and hugged her waist. “So we sign and head straight to the bedroom?”
Fucking yes.I put my bare feet up on the desk and folded my hands behind my head as I said, “Well, I did promise we’d pick a ring first.”
She slumped in her seat and crossed her legs. “So you’re going to do this… without clothes on?”
My lips curled higher. She blushed all over her body, matching the skirt she was wearing.
“Does my being naked make you uncomfortable?”
