Chapitre 23: Chapter 23

MARI

Twenty-four hours had passed since the last time Oliver’s lips touched mine, but the taste of him lingered on my tongue. He drove his scent into my senses and I couldn’t clean him out. I walked down Main Street enjoying the shops and trying to use the quiet of the morning to clear my mind, but nothing worked.

When I pulled away from Oliver with Pierce’s name on my lips, he looked like I’d taken a knife out and stabbed him in the chest. We parted quickly but left so many questions unanswered. I’d made an agreement with Pierce, and my project had money on the line. It wasn’t about me, but those I would hurt in Guatemala if I left them stranded without funding. I wanted to run away with Oliver, but I had responsibilities. Promises were made. This situation was bigger than either of us.