Chapter 9 - Olivia POV

Olivia’s POV

I must admit he looks as good as I had imagined. His hair is tousled in a delicious way and his eyes as always are bright and filled with mischeif. Our close proximity in the car was all encompassing. He smells so good. I just want to breathe him in. When he kissed the back of my hand I knew I was in trouble. His lips were so soft. I just want them on mine. Woah Liv. This is work, although deep down I wish it wasn’t. I can't entertain this idea. Focus.

Growing up the way I did, I never thought that I would have to deal with the media but here I am having my picture taken while they shout at me for my name. I feel something on my head and realise Connor has kissed my hair just as the photo was taken. Well that is not the impression I wanted to start with.