Chapter Thirty-Two
Olivia
My legs were draped over Liam’s lap with one of his strong hands curled over my calf. We were sitting on my sofa, sipping coffees. I’d woken up beside him after he’d come to my apartment last night as promised and proceeded to leave me nearly boneless after l*****g, kissing and touching every inch of my body and sending me flying again and again. This morning, for the first time ever, I called out from work. Liam had practice later this afternoon, but I wanted the morning with him. He’d dashed off to pick up bagels from a bakery on the corner, and we’d had a lazy breakfast and coffee together. I suddenly remembered my appointment to meet Bentley.
“What time do you have practice?” I asked, wondering if I should still go visit Bentley or not.
“Two,” he replied,
