Chapter 18 The Last Time

Olivia’s POV I entered to find Damien in my living room. "You still have keys to my apartment?" I asked, walking past him to the fridge. "Of course, I was the one who handled your lock issue, remember? Why? Do you have a problem with that?" "Well, I just thought someone had broken in. I was scared." I poured cold water from the jug and took a gulp. "Plus, now you're with Serena, I don't think it's appropriate that—" My words were stuck in my throat when I saw him unbuttoning his shirt. I had a feeling I knew where this was going. "Did you take Serena home?" I asked. "I dropped her off at my condo. She's knocked out; she had too much to drink." He explained, dropping his cufflinks on my table. He removed his shirt and neared me. But I backed away. "Damien, you shouldn't do this; you have a girlfriend," I said. "I miss you," he said. I crossed my arms, maintaining a safe distance. "That doesn't change anything. You're with Serena now." "Serena is g