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Everything was making sense now. Olive was the woman Easton had been secretly obsessed with, the reason he’d applied for this job. I’m sure he was convinced we would all fall in love with Olive the moment we met her, and he would be fucking correct.
“So fucking drenched,” I gasped. “All for you. Well, you and the aliens.”
“What a good girl.
This is so excessive
“Tell us, Olive, what horrible talents can you show off?” Lucy asked. The iron fist of anxiety squeezed my chest at the thought of having to run a booth at a festival. “Nothing,” I said, shaking my head. “I have no talents.” “Excellent,” Lucy said. “That is exactly the energy we need.”
I rolled both of us to the center to avoid falling off again. “We might need to upgrade the mattress, sunshine. Not sure air mattresses are rated for this much sexiness.”
sweetness.
Way too many terms of endearment.
“Is my omega going to be a good girl for me?”
That's enough!
They all pressed in around me; the loneliness I’d felt for so long washed out to sea. * * * Easton
Of course, he put it together, my awful behavior that day. I couldn’t hide anything from him. Would he still want me now that he knew I wasn’t his sunshine?
My cock only saw a gorgeous naked goddess in the tub. He really didn’t have a sense of occasion.
