Bab 27: Chapter 27

Ross

It was just before seven and I was sitting at my desk. Fuck, you would think that I was waiting on a date or something. Olivia hadn't responded since I sent her the message telling her to get her butt in here. Part of me was nervous that she wouldn't show up. I'd sent her a very generous offer after I calculated how much I was paying Scarlett and the pennies she was making and I tripled it.

My laptop was closed, and my phone was in front of me.

What the fuck did this Olivia look like?