Olivia's POV
The sun had dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in shades of purple and orange. I stood behind the café counter, mechanically wiping down the espresso machine for what felt like the millionth time.
Christopher's offer bounced around in my head like a pinball machine on overdrive. Sugar baby. The words made me cringe and tingle at the same time. Was I really considering this?
Sure, the idea of being pampered and spoiled sounded amazing. No more scrounging for rent money or eating ramen for dinner five nights a week. And let's be honest, Christopher was hot, like, "I-can't-believe-he's-even-looking-at-me" hot.
But then there was the whole moral dilemma. Was I selling out? Trading my integrity for a shot at stardom? And oh yeah, let's not forget about Logan,
