Olivia

I feel like I'm a kid in a candy store, who's been told that she can have whatever she wants and as much as she wants. I'm gloriously happy. Rock and I have not stopped touching in twelve hours. We've been in constant physical contact. He wants to spend the day at the hotel, but I miss my children, and I want to see them, no matter how much I want to spend the day in bed with Rock, make love, and order room service.

Outside, it's a gorgeous day. There isn't a ...