Olivia's POV

I groaned and stretched myself on the bed. I rolled to the side and noticed the large space on the bed. André was missing.

I rubbed my eyes in alarm and smoothed his side of the bed with my hands. I found myself biting my lower lip as I remembered our night of sublime lovemaking.

I couldn't remember the last time that I had felt that way with him.

I rolled over, and I could still feel my pussy tingling from the night of passion. I craved him all of a sudden.

"Where is ...