Chapitre 61: Chapter Sixty-One.

The only thing Kayla could hear was the sound of her erratic breathing. She blinked, eyes glazed with desire as they never left Oliver's for even a second. Fuck. She wanted him in her so badly that her core ached. Kayla parted her lips, slightly.

For a moment no one spoke because how were they meant to react to such? Oliver sipped his whiskey, nonchalantly peering at Kayla like a predator. He was a predator even though he denied it.

"That was um… very descriptive," Loui cleared her throat, "thank you, Oliver." She found herself blushing furiously.

"Of course," he replied seriously and Kayla exhaled sharply. He was going to be the death of her.

"Your imagination is fucking wild! Since when did you start fucking? Who is the lucky girl?" Tyler smirked, wrapping his arm around his girlfriend who melted into his embrace. Watching the couple, Kayla felt a twinge in her heart.

Oliver followed her line of sight and smiled, softly. So she wanted a PDA?