Chapter 65 - Green Goddess (1/2)
Olivia tapped out and peeled away when she felt his erection poke her underneath. Their attraction was fatal and she knew that another second on his l.a.p would be a full-blown make-out session.
”I'm still mad at you,” she reminded him and herself too whilst panting with her eyes closed and her forehead leaning against his.
With his eyes closed too, Maxen cupped the back of her head and nodded against her forehead.
Like the rhythm of the crashing waves outside, their breathing gradually started to be in sync too.
”Yes, be mad at me baby. I'm a bad boy,” he colluded, nibbling on her plump lower lip.
”Okay, you should let me go. It's getting uncomfortable for me,” Olivia protested. She grunted as she pushed herself off his l.a.p and went back to her seat.
Fixing his tie, Maxen peeped at Olivia who was now drinking water from her stainless steel bottle. ”Why do you always crinkle your nose?”
”Huh?” she asked, crinkling her nose.
”There, you crinkled it again.” Maxen bopped her nose this time.
”Oooh that. I used to wear eyeglasses. People would talk me into getting contact lenses but I'm too scared because I have a classmate in university who fell asleep with her contacts on and by the time she woke up, it got stuck in her eye that her ophthalmologist had to scr.a.p.e it out.”
Maxen gagged and covered his mouth at the morbidity of Olivia's story and how convincing she looked with how animated she retold the story.
”So you opted for LASIK eye surgery?”
”You don't saaay?” Olivia's hand flew to her mouth, her eyes wide like saucers as she teased Maxen.
Her theatrics, however, earned her a round of tickles on her waist that the car was filled with her bell-like laughter.
Coming down from her high, Olivia saw that Maxen was in a better mood than earlier, so she decided it was the best time to break the news why she didn't go through the lease of East Hangar.
She fished out her phone from her bag and tapped on the screen, showing Maxen a photo of a building.
”You found a new office place?”
”To be clear, Tristan offered this building last night when I mentioned to him in passing that I might sign a lease sooner than expected. And when he showed me the details, I have to agree with him that location-wise, it looked more promising than East Hangar.”
Maxen snarled at the mention of Tristan's name. He rolled his tongue over his teeth and cracked his neck that had turned red from the pent up heat of jealousy.
He kept his reply short, saying, ”Your business, your call,” and focused his gaze on her face instead, completely ignoring the glaring photo on the screen.
As if magnetized by her thick long eyelashes, he tipped her chin so he could look into her eyes. His anger vanished into smoke and the scowl on his face was replaced by a smile.
With the sunshine illuminating her orbs, the tiny green flecks are more visible, giving her usually dark hazel eyes a lighter honey color, showing more depth than it usually had. He marveled at how beautiful and riveting it was up close.
”You have beautiful eyes, baby.” Maxen rubbed her cheeks and sighed heavily. ”What a pity I won't be waking up next to it for the meantime.”
”We can do sleepovers.” Olivia winked at Maxen and a shimmer of hope ignited in his heart.
In the driver's seat, Uncle Jin cleared his throat to let his teenage passengers at the back, who were engaged in another passionate moment, know that they were nearing the Lin's ancestral home. He tapped Shadow and pointed towards the console so she could grab a mask for Maxen.
Knowing Henry Lin's animosity towards the Suis, Uncle Jin knew that Maxen should at least conceal his face to avoid detection in the Lin's grounds.
After the shuffling at the backseat subsided, Shadow glanced at the rearview mirror just to validate that whatever was happening at the back was over which thankfully was.