*Olivia*

The minute we pulled into the driveway, I reluctantly slid back into my own seat. My face was burning bright red, no doubt, as I knew I’d have hickeys all along my neck in the morning. Giovani sent me a rather smug smile at that as I tried my best to pull my shirt up over the marks.

Giovani walked me to my room and I reluctantly parted with him.

“Goodnight, Olivia,” he said softly to me.

“Night,” I whispered as he shut ...