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Raina

MY PHONE SCREEN LITup, and Oliver’s name flashed across. Fighting a small smile, I answered the call, and to my surprise, Milo’s little frame filled the screen; he was lying down on the backrest of the couch next to Oliver’s head.

“Oh, Hello, troublemaker. I wasn’t expecting you,” I said, and Milo lifted his head and blinked, trying to figure out where my voice was coming from. Although, I was more focused on the way my heart fluttered at the small gesture. I had the same plan as always to ask Kaira to look after them while I travelled to Austin, but instead, Oliver had insisted that he’d take care of them and like Milo understood everything, he had purred at him like he was his saviour. But he’d gone a step further because here he was, calling me and showing me my cats like he understood what they meant to me.

“Bet you didn’t expectthis,”Oliver’s voice filled my hotel’s bathroom as he moved his phone from Milo to Lilli, who was sitting on his lap.

My eyes widened. “What did you do?”

“I have no clue,” Oliver replied as his face filled the screen. “I was chilling here with Milo when she just entered the room and decided to sit on my lap. Maybe she finally realised I’m not that bad.”

“Huh,” My mind raced as wariness ran through me.

“I’m not complaining,” He grinned. His hair was damp, strands falling seamlessly around his face like he’d just gotten out of a photo shoot. “Looking sharp there, love. Big plans for the day?”

I glanced down, and heat ran up to my face. I was so caught off guard by him calling me that I had forgotten I’d been doing my make-up in my robe. I was planning to wear a white dress, and getting a smudge of foundation or powder was a no-go, but now here I was, tongue-tied at the way his eyes darkened at a glimpse of me like this. “You called me mid-way as I was getting ready. I didn’t want to ruin my dress.”

“Hmm,” He made a non-committal sound, and I cleared my throat, my heart still racing at the glimmer in his eyes.

“Did you call for a reason or just to commentate on my wardrobe?”

“I can multi-task.”

“Can you, though?”

“Yes, you’re just very distracting.”

“What did I do?”

“Answered your phone wearingthat.”

“What?” I raised a brow in challenge. “You think I can’t pull it off?”

“I think if you’d decided to style up and step out in a gunny sack, you’d still be the most beautiful person I’d ever seen.”

My lips parted as I stared at him through my phone and he smirked.

“Cat got your tongue, Gorgeous?

“One day, you’re going to give me toothache with all of your sweet talk.”

“Just being honest.”

I huffed, and he laughed openly, sending a shiver down each nerve in my body. My eyes landed at the time on the top of my screen, and my eyes widened. “Give me a minute. I need to change into my dress; otherwise, I’ll get late.”

I walked out of my room without giving him an option, but his voice followed me.

“Take your time, I’ll be here.”

I carefully stepped into my dress. It was a simple bodycon that hugged my body, and as I zipped the side, I glanced at myself in the full-length mirror to adjust it. Once I was happy, I stepped back into the bathroom, and all traces of playfulness dropped from his face as his eyes trailed my body.

I bit my lip to hide my smirk as I plugged in my curler.

“Cat gotyourtongue, King?” I asked, meeting his eyes. There was attraction, sure, but today, it was mixed with a hint of something more primal that unbalanced me in a way I hadn’t expected.

“No, just….” His eyes softened as they met mine before he let out a low whistle. “that dress.”