She stiffens. “I was consulting with my boss.”
I scoff. “Yeah, fucking right. I heard you giggling.”
“What, I’m not allowed to find anyone else funny anymore?”
I bristle. “It’s not that. He doesn’t have your best interests at heart, Liv.”
“Funny. That’s what he said about you.”
“He saidwhatabout me?” My skin prickles. “I have never had anything but you in my mind, Olivia, through all of this.”
“I don’t understand what you want from me, Dominic. You leftme. Not the other way around.”
I groan, running a hand through my hair. “You’re driving me crazy.”
She just looks at me, her hands on her hips, chin tilted up.
I flick my eyes down her body, just now noticing that she’s wearing a short skirt, one that shows off her long legs.
“Did you wear that for him?” My voice goes eerily calm.
Olivia doesn’t back down, her pale green eyes glittering with anger. “What if I did?”
I take a few steps toward her, and she backs up, bracing herself behind her desk.
“You’re mine.” I cup her face, thumbing across one of her cheekbones, leaning down to look into her eyes. “You’ve always been mine, and you always will be, Liv. Nothing is going to change that. Not Damien. Not Sebastian. Not this baby.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.” I lean down to kiss her.
She resists only for a moment, putting her hands on my chest, but when I slide my tongue into her mouth, she melts into me.
I moan into her mouth, heat rushing through me, and get even closer, pressing my thigh between her legs.
She makes a surprised noise in the back of her throat, rocking her hips forward to grind against me.
“Bet you’re already wet,” I murmur against her mouth. “I know what I do to you, Liv.”
“Dominic,” she starts, but then licks her lips, searching my face. “You can’t do this. You can’t come up here while I’m working and make a scene...”
“That wasn’t making a scene. That was marking my territory.”
“I’m not some prize to be won.”
“The prize was already mine. I was herefirst. Remember that.”
I can feel how hot her core is through my slacks, and my dick starts to stand at attention.
I could take her right here, sweep everything off the desk and put her on her back, rip off that little skirt.
Instead, I take a step back, taking a deep breath to calm myself.
"Answer my texts from now on.”
She sets her mouth in a hard line.
I don’t wait for her to yell at me, storming out of the office and heading back outside.