Olivia

"I mean it," I insisted, crossing my arms. "This is just for drinks and sleeping. Don't expect anything else."

"I wasn't expecting anything," he replied, his eyes fixed on the road. "You're the one giving me ideas."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me." His voice dropped lower. "Standing there in that emerald lingerie earlier, looking at me like you wanted to be devoured."

My face burned. "I did not!"

"Really?" Alexander glanced over, one ...