OLIVIA
I let out a small breath as I walked through the hallways, a smile tugging at my lips as last night's memories came rushing back.
I could still feel Christian's hands gripping my waist under the water, the way he thrust into me again and again, each movement sending a wave of pleasure through my body.
Sighing, I tried to push the thoughts away. It was over, and I was back here. Whatever happened in Greece was part of the contract, a way to make sure I got pregnant fast. That was it. Nothing else.
But as I took a few steps, his words pushed through my mind again.
"I love spending time with you, Olivia."
My fingers tightened. I wanted to forget them, to erase the way they made me feel, but I couldn't.
My mind wanted to know why he loved spending time with me. My body question
