Marcell’s POV.

“Does this place have a bedroom?” Olivia’s reply came quick.

I had been on edge since I arrived at the loft. This space below us was originally designated as neutral territory for business purposes only. But this space had always been designed out as a safehouse. A safehouse for us.

I cascaded my hands down her body once more, loving the slight shiver as it slipped through her in the wake of my touch. Taking her hand in mine, I led her ...