Page 8 of When He Was Mine


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I yawned again, not interested in getting dressed to go out. “No. I prefer to stay inside if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind. We can order dinner whenever you want.”

I reclined on the couch. “In a little while.”

“Fine. I want to call Sebastian about the date.”

Oliver went into the bedroom, closing the door while I sat on the couch and turned on the television. I must have fallen asleep because Oliver woke me as he stroked my cheek with his knuckles.

“How did it go?” I asked sleepily.

“We have our date without bumping anyone, as long as you don’t mind having a night wedding.”

“I don’t mind… But how late are we talking?”

“Five to whenever.”

“Oh, it’ll still be light out in July at that hour. I’m fine with that.”

Excitement curled in my belly. This was becoming real. We had a date and a venue. Everything was happening so quickly.

“I’m glad. Sebastian has a wedding planner you can work with. I’ll call Rachel and Rigo when we get back to New York.”

My fiancé was making this easy. When I was a girl, I always thought of how my wedding would be and all the work it would take to create the perfect day. But with Oliver, it was coming together with little effort at all.

“Now we just need to decide on the honeymoon,” I said, looking over the wedding plans.

“I said the island,” he replied, a determined glint in his eyes.

“You only have ten months to build an entire place,” I reminded him, eyebrows raised.

“Do you underestimate me?” He crossed his arms, a playful challenge in his tone.

“No, but it’s pretty tight,” I admitted, leaning back in my chair.

He leaned in closer, confidence radiating from him. “I can do anything with the right amount of motivation and employees. It will be done.”

Before I could respond, he plopped down next to me and pulled me onto his lap, cupping my breast through the terry cloth of my robe.

“Hey, unhand me,” I protested, swatting at his hand.

“It’s hard to concentrate knowing you’re naked under this robe,” he said, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

“Control yourself,” I said, trying to sound stern but failing miserably.

“I’ll try, but it’s never easy with you around,” he murmured, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.

“I’m glad I’m so irresistible,” I teased, a smile tugging at my lips.

“I’m glad no one else finds you as irresistible,” he said, his tone suddenly serious.

“Maybe they do,” I replied, my voice light but my heart pounding.

“Who?” he demanded, eyes narrowing.

“I don’t know,” I lied, avoiding his gaze. I did know. Ty was in love with me and wanted what I had with Oliver, but I would never tell my fiancé that piece of information.

“Whoever is out there can’t have you. You’re mine,” he declared, his grip tightening slightly.

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