Olivia
I feel like I'm a kid in a candy store, who's been told that she can have whatever she wants and as much as she wants. I'm gloriously happy. Rock and I have not stopped touching in twelve hours. We've been in constant physical contact. He wants to spend the day at the hotel, but I miss my children, and I want to see them, no matter how much I want to spend the day in bed with Rock, make love, and order room service.
Outside, it's a gorgeous day. There isn't a cloud in the sky, and the air is fresh and clean. The hotel has done an amazing job, cleaning up after the storm. It's like nothing happened the night before. In front of the hotel, a brand-new Aston Martin is waiting for us.
"How many of these do you own?" I ask Rock. "Do you have a dealership?"
"No. I just bought it. I l
