OLIVIA
“No, no, no.” I said, backing away. “Open the door.”
“So you can continue ignoring me?” Colt shot back.
“I am your brother’s wife now!” I whispered fiercely, panicked senseless to be locked in here with Colt.
In the priest’s office of all places.
“I don’t give a f**k!” he screamed.
I lunged for him and covered his mouth. We were surrounded by all our friends, family, guests and even those bloody journalists.
As my palm touched his lips, I knew I had made a mistake. A visible tremble went up my arm and Colt saw it.
He clutched my hand and pulled me to himself.
His chest burned into mine.
“Colt, please.” I said politely for the first time since we reunited.
I did not trust my body, she was a slutty little betrayal, a slave to Colt and his charms.
And Colt was the only pe
