Olivia whistled as she pulled up to the curb. "Damn, Jackson. You've been holding out on me. This place is swanky as hell."
He smiled nervously. "Yeah, I recently came into some... unexpected good fortune."
She raised an eyebrow but didn't press further. Instead, she hurried around to his side of the car, ready to help him. Jackson hesitated, realizing he no longer needed the assistance but unsure how to explain his sudden recovery.
"I've got you," Olivia said, wrapping an arm around his waist.
Jackson leaned into her, partly to maintain the charade and partly because, well, who wouldn't want to be pressed against a beautiful woman? They made their way to the elevator, Olivia supporting more of his weight than was strictly necessary.
Olivia's jaw dropped as the elevator doors slid ope
