Olivia sat awkwardly on the mattress.

Any movement would make her legs brush against Alexander's, and she didn’t want it to look like she was coming onto him.

"Mr. Hawthorne, could you please move?" she said through gritted teeth.

Alexander didn't budge, his eyes locked on her. "Since you picked this mattress, shouldn't you test it out and show me how good it is?"

"I've already tested it. You'll see how it feels tonight when you sleep on ...