#Chapter 107: Someone Worthy Of Love

Ollie’s POV On reflex, I start kissing him back. My body reacts on its own, my mind too lost in a fog to contribute in any meaningful way. Declan’s hands were firm on my hips as he kept me in place against the wall. I couldn’t move an inch, even if I wanted to. I really didn’t want to. Unlike me, Declan wasn’t one to lose himself. He kissed me like a man on a mission, his lips coaxing mine open, his tongue sliding inside. I gripped at his upper arms, my fingers digging into the fabric of his suit. I didn’t know if I was pushing him away or pulling him closer. I wasn’t thinking much of anything in that moment. I was only feeling. Declan had a way of getting me outside of my own head and keeping me there. When I was with him, I didn’t feel like myself. Instead, I was someone confident and sexy, the kind of woman that Declan might fall in love with. I wished I could be that person all the time. Instead, I was just me. Ollie. At first, the realization came to me slow