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Sunday afternoon it was then.

“Then, best we get these clothes off you. I have a hot tub I want to introduce you to.”

She grinned.

“Lead the way.”










CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Olivia melted intoFletcher’s body while the hot, fragrant water bubbled and gurgled around them.

“God, this is incredible.” She sighed.

“I’m pretty sure it’s about fifty percent nicer with you in it.”

She grinned up at his wet, steamy face, knowing hers was the same. He dropped a kiss on her lips, and she realized she’d been expecting it.

Kissing Fletcher was becoming normal.

When had that happened?

She’d meant it when she had warned him not to let her fall for him. After a week of sexual flirty tension in the office—and a seriously delicious orgasm in the stationery cupboard which she’d never forget—and now spending an intimate weekend with him, it was going to be hard.

She just had to remember the stakes.

Her daughter.

Still, there was no way Simon could find her tucked away in this multi-million-dollar penthouse overlooking Manhattan, and she secretly loved that fact.

For once, she had a moment of pleasure to herself, safe from her ex-husband.

Fletcher handed her a flute of champagne, and she took a little sip, staring out at the glittering city lights.

She wondered if wealthy people felt better about their problems when they had views like this?

Probably not, but hers felt a little lighter, and she was going to enjoy it.


Tags: Juliette N. Banks The Dufort Dynasty Billionaire Romance