Olivia Westview
Tomorrow.
I straightened up, pushing myself away from the door with a frustrated sigh. I needed to cool down. My body was still humming with a dangerous mix of lust and guilt. The guilt felt wrong, like it was a weight I should shake off. However, it made the fire burn even hotter inside me. It was maddening, how much I wanted him, how much I craved to be back in his arms, to feel his hands on my skin. My boss. My Dad's best friend. I wanted him like I had never wanted anyone else.
Hold up, Livvy babe, I thought to myself. Calm your t!ts. You told him tomorrow. So tomorrow it is.
Exhaling, I forced my feet toward the bathroom. The sound of the shower running filled the room as I stripped off my clothes. Stepping into the shower, I let the water cascade over me. The drop
