Chapter 22

OLIVIA'S POV

In this moment, without thinking about our standing in the real world, I felt like we could be more. I could be his girl. I loved that he liked me and paid attention to me this way. The tension between us was filled with anticipation and lust. I was about to throw caution in the wind. Tell him to kiss me or something. I just wanted him to do something. I had said I didn't want to acknowledge his interest but I knew I was lying to myself. I knew he was only stopping himself because I told him I didn't want us to do this. 

But one thing I didn't tell him was that:

I wanted him badly. 

This moment felt more real than any relationship I had ever been in, even if it was merely as a wine infused moment. I didn't