(An hour ago)
"Olivia Hunter doesn't get nervous," I reminded myself as I laid eyes on JR partying up a storm on the beach amongst the crowd, blending in seamlessly and standing out at the same time.
I threw her a dazzling smile and motioned for her to come to me some ways away from the crowd. Regardless of the circumstances, she was hard to miss. I couldn't say if it was my curiosity about her or fear of her making my heart race as I took her in.
Tiny, white denim shorts hugging her figure. Flowing floral spaghetti strapped top seamlessly drawing attention to her huge t**s. Her outfit was like her: loud and subtle at the same time.
I picked her up at the restaurant ten minutes ago. She was waiting on Harmon at the bar, but when I showed up she was more than happy to be swayed into
