Chapter 115

NOAH Last night? Wasn’t that when she had dinner with Liam at Millie’s Diner? The memory surfaced instantly, sharp and unwelcome. I ran my fingers slowly along Olivia’s delicate neck, feeling the heat beneath her skin, the way she stiffened at my touch. I let out a quiet scoff. “Serves you right.” That’s what you get for choosing to have dinner with Liam. The moment the words left my mouth, Olivia’s temper flared. I felt it in the sudden tension of her body, the way she shoved against my chest, her toes barely touching the floor as she tried to pull away from me, determined to leave. I didn’t let her. With one swift movement, I hooked an arm around her and pulled her back. My hand closed around her fingers from behind, my palm covering her soft hand as I pressed it firmly against the wall. My body followed, heat crashing into her back, my other hand gripping her waist tightly, possessively. I had no intention of letting Olivia walk away now. Not when my restraint had already snapped. I