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Authors: Emma Fawkes
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stomped off in a huff, leaving him to stare after her.
He had a lot of nerve. Why did he care what she did, or who she did it with, for that matter? She grabbed a bottle of champagne left from the reception, and tucked it under her arm to take back to the house. The man was insufferable , always doing his best to get under her skin. It was as if he enjoyed it. She drove to the house, still fuming. He’d had her lying there, practically naked , and he’d left her for that blonde. And now, he was going to act jealous?
S he had started to calm down by the time she stepped out of the shower. The long day was wearing on her, and she needed to relax. She wrapped herself in a long robe and twisted her hair up on her head as she descended way downstairs.
She poured herself a glass of champagne and tried to focus on how happy her mother had been. It was good that her mom would be taken care of. For so long, it had been a driving force for Olivia—to take care of her mother. Now, she only needed to worry about herself, and it was a strange thing to realize—a lonely thing. Don’t think about Parker.
She had just settled into a fluffy chair when she heard a knock on the door. With a frown, she opened it.
“Hello, Olivia.” Parker was all business as he said it. He looked around the room behind her.
“What do you want, Parker? I’m busy.” She crossed her arms over her chest. Stay strong. Think about Amelia, and how you felt that morning.
“I came to make sure you were okay, Olivia.” He moved closer to her and she stepped back into the house, allowing him inside.
She knew she had lost the game.
“I’m fine Parker, just like I said.” She turned around and walked into the den, settling into the overstuffed chair and taking a sip of her champagne.
He raised an eyebrow at her. “Where’s your friend, Olivia?” Suddenly, she was tired of playing anymore. Just tell him and get it over with—you can cry later.
“He went back—he had a test in the morning. Besides, it’s not even like that with Drew, Parker. He’s my friend.” She took another sip and watched him relax as he sat down in the chair across from her.
“You could have told me that. And no matter what you may think, he wants to be more than your friend, Olivia.” He stared at her glass. “You might want to take it easy on the bubbly, sweetheart. We both know you don’t hold your alcohol very well.”
She flushed at this blatant reminder of their night together in the pool house. The heat rushed into her face as she stood with both arms at her sides.
“You are the rudest, most arrogant person I have ever met. I’d hoped we could put that entire disastrous night behind us.” She started to pace the room.
“Whoa, wait a second. How am I being rude? I’m not the one who ran off the next morning because she was afraid of what she felt! I came back and you were gone, Olivia! Gone! I tried to get in touch with you, and nothing! How’s that for rude?” He walked toward her with every word.
“What are you talking about, Parker?” she yelled. “I left because that blonde bimbo of yours showed up, and told me all about your rendezvous after you were done with me! She wanted me to pass on a message. I was humiliated, Parker! You don’t know how that feels when someone tosses you away for a better offer, but I do!” She choked on her words and spun around to face away from him. She was unable to stop the tears that spilled down her face, but she wouldn’t let him see them.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Olivia! What—” He stopped suddenly. She heard him swear under his breath. “Olivia, it’s not what you think.” His tone had changed. It was much softer, and his hands were gentle as he lightly grasped her arms.
“I don’t think anything , Parker. I don’t think anything at all.” She sniffed lightly, refusing to allow him to turn her around. She tried so hard not to give in, afraid he would crush her if he
He had a lot of nerve. Why did he care what she did, or who she did it with, for that matter? She grabbed a bottle of champagne left from the reception, and tucked it under her arm to take back to the house. The man was insufferable , always doing his best to get under her skin. It was as if he enjoyed it. She drove to the house, still fuming. He’d had her lying there, practically naked , and he’d left her for that blonde. And now, he was going to act jealous?
S he had started to calm down by the time she stepped out of the shower. The long day was wearing on her, and she needed to relax. She wrapped herself in a long robe and twisted her hair up on her head as she descended way downstairs.
She poured herself a glass of champagne and tried to focus on how happy her mother had been. It was good that her mom would be taken care of. For so long, it had been a driving force for Olivia—to take care of her mother. Now, she only needed to worry about herself, and it was a strange thing to realize—a lonely thing. Don’t think about Parker.
She had just settled into a fluffy chair when she heard a knock on the door. With a frown, she opened it.
“Hello, Olivia.” Parker was all business as he said it. He looked around the room behind her.
“What do you want, Parker? I’m busy.” She crossed her arms over her chest. Stay strong. Think about Amelia, and how you felt that morning.
“I came to make sure you were okay, Olivia.” He moved closer to her and she stepped back into the house, allowing him inside.
She knew she had lost the game.
“I’m fine Parker, just like I said.” She turned around and walked into the den, settling into the overstuffed chair and taking a sip of her champagne.
He raised an eyebrow at her. “Where’s your friend, Olivia?” Suddenly, she was tired of playing anymore. Just tell him and get it over with—you can cry later.
“He went back—he had a test in the morning. Besides, it’s not even like that with Drew, Parker. He’s my friend.” She took another sip and watched him relax as he sat down in the chair across from her.
“You could have told me that. And no matter what you may think, he wants to be more than your friend, Olivia.” He stared at her glass. “You might want to take it easy on the bubbly, sweetheart. We both know you don’t hold your alcohol very well.”
She flushed at this blatant reminder of their night together in the pool house. The heat rushed into her face as she stood with both arms at her sides.
“You are the rudest, most arrogant person I have ever met. I’d hoped we could put that entire disastrous night behind us.” She started to pace the room.
“Whoa, wait a second. How am I being rude? I’m not the one who ran off the next morning because she was afraid of what she felt! I came back and you were gone, Olivia! Gone! I tried to get in touch with you, and nothing! How’s that for rude?” He walked toward her with every word.
“What are you talking about, Parker?” she yelled. “I left because that blonde bimbo of yours showed up, and told me all about your rendezvous after you were done with me! She wanted me to pass on a message. I was humiliated, Parker! You don’t know how that feels when someone tosses you away for a better offer, but I do!” She choked on her words and spun around to face away from him. She was unable to stop the tears that spilled down her face, but she wouldn’t let him see them.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Olivia! What—” He stopped suddenly. She heard him swear under his breath. “Olivia, it’s not what you think.” His tone had changed. It was much softer, and his hands were gentle as he lightly grasped her arms.
“I don’t think anything , Parker. I don’t think anything at all.” She sniffed lightly, refusing to allow him to turn her around. She tried so hard not to give in, afraid he would crush her if he
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