“Besides, I have been thinking about this all day. My patience has officially run out,” Oliver added as the doors slid shut, trapping them in the confined space of the elevator together. “I know what you mean,” Harper whisper so softly he barely heard it. “Just for clarity. How will tonight change the nature of our relationship. I mean is this a one-night stand or...” she asks hesitantly. Oliver’s expression shifted, the playful teasing from moments ago, replaced by a serious intensity. He reached out to gently take her hands in his, his grip firm and steady. “This is not just one night,” he said quietly, his voice leaving no room for doubt. “I have been watching you for months, Harper. Every time you bring me coffee, every time you organize my paperwork, every time you smile at me from ac
