Chapter 71

Oliver lifted me up into his arms. I tried to wriggle free, but he held me tight against him. I opened my mouth and bit his neck. He let out a low groan. A faint bite mark appeared on his skin. I didn’t bite hard, but it was obvious. “You’re pretty pissed right now, huh, sweetheart?” Oliver carried me to the couch and settled me on his lap, holding my face gently. I buried myself in his chest, glaring angrily. “Idiot. You and Thomas made fun of me!” He gave a smug smile before tilting his head, looking confused. “What exactly did I say?” “You shared what I told you.” My voice was full of resentment. “But I didn’t do anything wrong.” “That wasn’t making fun of you, love.” Oliver tenderly touched my cheek. “I was just... seriously happy. Happy you chose me. I wanted Thomas to know how much I mean to you.” Frustrated, I bit down on his lips, sucking gently until he couldn’t get another word out. That sly guy. Always finding a way to make me face my feelings. His hand slid under my top, ex