Chapter 152

Asher wraps his other arm around Olivia’s midsection, keeping her pressed flush against his chest in a warm embrace.

He supports his chin on Olivia’s shoulder while his fingers draw haphazard patterns on the ribs, and the warmth that resides somewhere next to Olivia’s heart is rekindled at every graze of Asher’s nails, every touch of his fingertips ebbing at the itch.

A lull elapses and the silver necklace is quick to find, one of two thin, cable chains with a third added one that is thicker and closer to the neck.

The golden necklace for Olivia’s daily wear is just as easy to stumble on, similar to the silver one.

The wall Olivia and Asher hit happens during their pursuit of the most crucial jewelry.

Olivia doesn’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth when Asher is being kind and giving, however, her hunt for the necklace to wear when she’s soft and in Asher’s presence is annoyingly unsuccessful.

“Sorry,” Olivia mumbles and drops the pencil on the blanket, removing her hands from A