Forty One

VANESSA'S POV

Olivia slept off in my arms that night, and I tried not to let it show how much it got to me. I had left her behind to go and start prepping her breakfast, when I bumped into Julian.

He immediately reached out to steady me, eyes flashing with concern. "Whoa, steady." I waited till I had my balance back before stepping out of his arms.

His lips lifted in a tiny smile and I returned it because I already had Olivia. and he didn't. "How is she?" I lowered my gaze, lest he see the satisfaction that was on my face. Julian was asking me about her. "She is doing better now, sir. She was a bit disoriented last night, but she slept off. She is still sleeping."

"Ah. I see. Do you know if she is still mad at me?" I shook my head, biting my lips to keep myself from smirking. "I don't know, sir. I didn't mention your name that much. It seemed to only upset her."

I heard Julian sigh and I glanced at him to see him rubbing his face. "I thought as much. Still keep an eye on her for me, o