CHAPTER 38
“SO THIS IS your room?”
Oliver stepped inside and looked around, and I felt a little embarrassed by my collection of cuddly toys.
“It hasn’t changed much since I was a child.”
He picked up a toy tiara from the shelf above my desk and placed it on my head. “Princess.”
I couldn’t help giggling as I twirled around. “That makes you Prince Charming.”
“I don’t know about the charming part. I only came here so I could get into your panties.”
He didn’t, and we both knew it, but it was easier to pretend than dwell on the real reason. I reached for his belt buckle.
“Then tear my panties off, prince.”
When I uttered those words, I expected Oliver to act quickly, but he surprised me again by taking things slow and gentle, carefully removing each item of clothing then running his to
