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“What do you think you are doing?” Roman was bending down to a whisper.

“Mr. Knight let go of me; people are watching.”

“I don’t care. Why are you acting so stiff? Is this about last night? You’re not a virgin, are you?”

Olivia scoffed at his question, refusing to meet his eyes.

“Even if I was, it’s none of your business.”

He released her slowly.

She pointed an accusing finger at him, “you wanna know why? Because whenever I’m around you, I get stiff. You have that kind of effect on me and many other women, I’m sure, I don’t trust myself to make good judgments around you.”

People were already beginning to stare.

“There, that wasn’t so hard to get out, was it?”

Roman felt warmth spread through his stomach at her admission. However, he’d never say it.

“Meet me in my room by evening. We need to go over some paperwork from today and I need to make some calls. Enjoy yourself till then Olivia.”

Chapter 12

Oliviahadcrawledintobed after her embarrassing admission, trying to catch some sleep. She’d tossed and turned in bed till her alarm sounded.

She got up and decided to brush her hair and leave it down after a quick debate in the mirror.

She swiped her card, locked her door, and took a deep breath before knocking on his.

“Come in.”

He was sitting, reading a magazine, and puffing a cigar.

“What?”

“Are you allowed to smoke here?”

“Yes, of course.”

He was dressed casually in shorts and a sleeveless shirt.

“You still seem uncomfortable with me.”

“Because you’re half naked.”

He laughed, setting the cigar down in the ashtray.

“Have a seat, Olivia. You might as well sit on the bed.”

She sat carefully like the bed was going to swallow her up.

He sighed, facing her.

“I wanted to explain something to you… about the dream, I realize I owe you an explanation.”

“You don’t have to”

He raised a hand to silence her.

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