Tyson stopped at the bedroom door and took Olivia’s hand before he opened it. Her big gray eyes looked at him quizzically.
“Liv, what we did earlier, you didn’t feel pressured to do that, did you?” Tyson asked as he tucked her hair behind her ear.
Olivia laughed, “You have never pressured me to do anything, and I know you never will. I wanted to do everything that we did, and I expect us to do that and more again very soon.”
“I like that idea,” Tyson said with a grin as he kissed her. “Now, we had better get downstairs before my cousins eat everything in the house.”
Tyson led her out of their bedroom door, closing it behind them. They could both hear laughter coming from the floor below. As they began down the steps, Olivia heard the voices more clearly and felt she recognized them amo
