His Stripper
And she didn’t even notice.
Still, he stood there with his arms crossed as he watched her struggle a little longer. She was nothing if not stubborn. He should’ve let her keep at it, just to see how long she’d last, but the urge to step in and make things easier for her won.
He stepped closer, reaching up, and covering her hand with his. the contact was warm and Ollie wanted to stay like that, but then…
“Which one?” he rasped.
For a moment, she didn’t answer, before her voice broke through. “The blue one,” she said softly and hesitantly.
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