บท 30: Chapter 30

Olivia

I couldn't wait to get out of his office. I kept imagining him wanting to touch my hands, or even my feet. He was hot, there was no denying that and I was tempted to ask if he had Italian blood in his family, but that would make me fantasize about him even more. The Italians have a reputation for being hot blooded lovers, maybe that was why he was with someone like Scarlett. She was young and full of energy.

I asked him to focus and I was having a hard time doing just that, because every time he came near my mind would wander and not just a little bit, but a lot.

He was very commanding and all it took to get my attention was a wave of his hand. I had a look at his perfectly manicured nails and wondered if he did them himself, or did a professional do them for him?

It must be the way that he admired my hands and feet that had me thinking about his and every other part of his body.