Chapter 46
Chapter Forty-Six
Olivia: You looked hot.
Also, I think your right hamstring cramped at the 20-yard line.
If it bothers you, I’ll ice it for you if you ask nicely.
Lucian: Bold of you to assume it was a cramp and not me pausing to admire your Witness Protection outfit.
Olivia: You did stop.
Very publicly. Rookie mistake.
Lucian: I was momentarily stunned by the power of your judgmental latte sip.
Olivia: It’s a gift.
Passed down through generations of women who don’t put up with bullshit.
Lucian: Noted. I’ll bring ice.
You bring the hands.
Olivia: Is that your way of asking for a massage?
Lucian: It’s my way of saying I’m sore, needy, and possibly in love with your scowl.
Olivia: You just want a hand job then.
Lucian: Or . . . and this might be an innovative idea, a blow job.
Olivia: Innovative? Wow.
Such vision. Have you considered applying for a TED Talk?
Lucian: “Revolutionizing Recovery: The Healing Power of Her Mouth.” Sold out in minutes.
Standing ovation.
Olivia: Standing’s a stretch.
You could barely walk off the field.
Lucian: I was fine. You were undressing me with your eyes and didn’t see it right.
Olivia: I was evaluating your gait.
There’s a difference.
Lucian: Felt like a medical striptease.
Olivia: So glad you lived.
Proud of you.
Lucian: Barely.
I needed CPR. From the neck down.
Olivia: That’s not CPR, Lucian.
Lucian: Then I need a different acronym—one in which you kneel first, and I promise to return the favor later.
Olivia: You’re lucky I’m even still texting you.
Lucian: I know. I’m not even the hot brother.
Olivia: Correct. You’re the ridiculous one with a pulled hamstring and a hero complex.
Lucian: And a thing for women who insult me while applying ice.
Olivia: You’d say thank you with your teeth if I got you off while icing your leg.
Lucian: I’d say thank you with my tongue after.
Olivia: So cocky.
Lucian: You’ll be the one on top, sweetheart.
I’m just trying to walk again.
Olivia: Let’s see if you earn it first. I charge by the hour.
Lucian: So do I. But my rate includes tongue and lots of groaning.
Olivia: Then I want references.
Lucian: Check Sarah’s Yelp.
Five stars. “Very loyal. Tongue always out.”
Olivia: You’re disgusting.
Lucian: And you’re still smiling.