#Chapter 95: Sweet Revenge, Bitter Envy

Nathan I idled in the shadows, the glow from the Italian restaurant a few blocks down washing the pavement in a warm hue. My car's interior was dark; the only sound was the occasional hum of traffic passing by. I had parked here intending to watch Olivia meet her ex, Ryan, from a safe distance. I knew it was crazy, maybe a little possessive, but I couldn’t help myself. Something about that meeting, about her carrying that tender little child in her belly while meeting her shitty ex, set a fire in me. I needed to make sure she was safe. I didn’t trust Ryan, and I didn’t trust Olivia not to do something rash. What if he offered for her to go home with him? What if they hooked up and he broke her heart after using her for her body? I had known guys like that in my lifetime; he was certainly one of them. A womanizer. Forty-five minutes in and I was starting to get worried. Why hadn’t Ryan shown up yet? What was taking him so long? Then he arrived. I clenched