Page 161 of Accidental Theirs
She pouts. “You ran.”
“I didn't run.” I look away. “I let you have your fun.”
“You could have joined.”
I shrug. “Don't always want to share.”
Olivia softens, cupping my cheek to make me look at her.
“You don't always have to share. Sometimes I’m just for you.”
“When?”
“When we’re alone together. We still have alone time together, don’t we?”
“Not recently.” I sound pathetic and needy, but I can’t help it.
She smiles. “Then how about we plan some alone time? Tonight at my place?”
My shoulders relax. “That sounds good.”
I can’t deny that I’m getting along with Sebastian and even Damien, at times. They’re becoming more than just rivals. Friends.
I trust them with Olivia, to take care of her, and that’s strange.
I never thought I’d trust anyone but myself with her.
And now that she’s pregnant, I’m even more protective and after all, I can’t be there all the time, can I? But between the three of us...
She’s always taken care of.
I’m beginning to wonder if this is becoming a different kind of family, and it stresses me out, but there’s also this strange sense of relief.
If I’m honest, Olivia can be a lot. Especially now with the hormones.
Maybe having buffers for that would help. Maybe we’d do better; I wouldn’t leave.
I nod to both Damien and Sebastian when I leave the house, and head to the office for a few hours, and shower and nap before I have to meet Olivia at her place.
She actually wakes me from my nap by ringing the doorbell, and I snort awake, stumbling to the door.
Olivia wears a simple blue dress, one that compliments her cleavage and legs. She looks gorgeous, glowing, honestly, with the little pouch of her belly making the dress just look better, in my opinion.
I run a hand through my hair, and she laughs.
“Drunk or just sleepy?”
“Sleepy.” My voice rasps, and she shivers.
I smirk, liking that I still affect her so much. Especially when I just rolled out of bed, literally. I’m not even wearing a shirt.
“You didn’t show.”
“I'm sorry. Fell asleep.”
She bites her lip. “You want some time to get ready?”
I freeze. “Get ready?”
