Olivia Reynolds stretched sweetly, like a cat. She didn’t dare open her eyes because she was afraid that everything that had happened that night would turn out to be a dream. Squinting and smiling, Olivia turned onto her side. The girl’s body ached pleasantly, as if after a full workout at the gym. However, the reason for her condition wasn’t dumbbells and exercise machines, but something more intimate. The culprit of the slight muscle pain was named Ethan.
It was his handsome face that Olivia expected to see first that morning. She slowly lifted her eyelids, but discovered that the other half of the huge bed was empty. Before the girl could feel disappointed, she heard a male baritone.
Already awake, good morning. She turned over her shoulder, seeing that Ethan was standing in the doorway. He had already taken a shower, put on jeans and a fresh shirt, the cuffs of which he was fastening while looking at Olivia.
Olivia nodded, modestly lowered her eyelashes, and sat up. The blanket treacherously slid down, exposing her body. Reynolds caught it in time, covering herself, but then blushed even more, mentally scolding herself.
Why are you blushing in front of him like a graduate from a finishing school, the girl grumbled to herself. That night he had already seen everything he wanted, no need to pretend to be innocent. However, the girl couldn’t overcome her modesty.
So she froze under Ethan’s lustful gaze, holding the blanket. Good morning, the girl responded, still not daring to look the man in the face. There was a perfectly logical explanation for such behavior.
Olivia didn’t have much experience in communicating with the opposite sex, especially with representatives of the stronger sex like the stately, wealthy, interesting, and self-confident Ethan. Olivia had graduated from college a month ago. Her only serious relationship had been with her peer Dylan.
She had dated him for two years before learning that he had been cheating on her. After such an experience, she didn’t want to start a new romance at all, and there was no time. Ahead were final exams and a thesis, so she wasn’t in a hurry to respond to guys’ advances.
And now college was behind her. It seemed to the girl that the whole world was open before her. Outside the window was a sweltering summer, and she wanted love, like in the pages of books.
At that moment, Ethan Carter appeared in her life. They met at a nightclub where Olivia had come with her girlfriends. Olivia had never been known for bold behavior.
Leaving the club with a man was something extreme for her. However, when Ethan invited her to dance and then asked her out on a date, the girl melted like ice cream in the sun. And the envious looks from her girlfriends made her proud that Ethan had noticed her specifically.
The young people walked around until dawn. Olivia was enchanted by the man. One date followed another, then a third.
And so Olivia, she didn’t notice how she ended up in Ethan’s bed. To the girl inexperienced in life, Ethan seemed like a real prince. He courted her beautifully, was attentive, gave compliments.
However, Ethan immediately made it clear that he was interested in all aspects of relationships between a man and a woman. He stated directly that if there is no chemistry, no attraction between people, then even common interests won’t save such relationships. Differences in sexual temperaments are a destructive force that will destroy any couple.
Do you agree with me, Olivia? It was hard for the naive girl not to nod yes when she was being looked at so ardently. Although she thought the man was rushing things. But her girlfriends twirled their fingers at their temples, saying she wasn’t living in the right century to preserve her innocence until marriage.
They declared that the chance to start a relationship with someone so interesting comes along less often than a comet in the sky. Therefore, Olivia would be a fool if she let it slip away. In the end, Olivia ended up in a stranger’s bed a week after meeting.
Now she didn’t know where to put herself. For some reason, she was embarrassed to look Ethan in the face. He noticed this and sat on the edge of the bed.
He touched her chin with his fingers, lifting her face. You’re so cute, he remarked, looking at the girl tenderly. Olivia smiled, and the man touched her lips with a gentle kiss.
Then he pulled away. Believe me, more than anything in the world, I want to stay with you in this bed. However, I got a call, I need to step out for business, he said, casting a businesslike glance at his wristwatch.