OLIVIA
"Ely, it's getting late. I need to go home now. I still have clients for tomorrow," I said, my heart sinking as I tried to put some distance between us.
But Ely didn't seem willing to let me go so easily. He reached out and gently held my wrist, his touch sending shivers down my spine. "Why don't you just stay for tonight? Use the guestroom. You know that you used to sleep over here," he suggested, his voice pleading.
I hesitated, torn between the desire to spend more time with him and the need to protect my heart. "I remember that, but Ely, I still need to do something," I said, my voice trembling as I tried to resist his invitation.
"What is it, Olivia?" he asked, his eyes searching mine. "After my accident, why do I feel like I'm starting to lose you?" he questioned, his tone
