Chapter 78: Just because

Oliver's POV.

Ela had turned the game around with one swift but smart answer. She always brought her A game, as usual.

I felt hot.

I didn't plan for it to happen, but it did. The thought of her undoing a few buttons played in my mind, and I wanted to enact it.

It didn't surprise me when I felt a strain on my trousers. Ela did this to me. I already wanted her, and if she had perhaps gone with the pace I set, I would have made it out of the night still able to control myself. Now, the only thing on my mind was pinning her against the wall and kissing her all over. Why did she have to call me hot, and why did she use that tone? If she wanted to ruin me, she already had.

I wiped my mouth off with the serviette and poured the red wine into mine and her cups on the table. I picked mine up and gulped it, then placed it down and remained silent.

"You have been quiet." She said, wrapping her hand around her glass and taking the wine to her lip for a sip.

She wasn't affected by the chaos