Completely oblivious to all of this, Olivia kept speaking.

“We all had dinner and he was under instruction to take that further, which meant I had to have drinks with him after. Mom and her friend left. He bought me a drink that unfortunately led to two which unfortunately led to him sharing rather openly he was interested in fucking me but also interested in taking me to dinner. In order not to earn the wrath of my mother, which I would incur if I did not give him the attention she thinks he deserves, I had no choice but to drink the drinks he bought and make plans for dinner. However, since I already have plans for intercourse, I refused that part of his invitation.”

Nick felt his jaw get tighter to a point a muscle danced in his cheek all the way up to his temple.

“You made a date with this guy?”

She shrugged and looked back to the scene. “This is new, Mother matchmaking. As with any motherly attention she turns my way, she’ll lose interest in it soon enough.”

“You made a date with this guy.”

This was a statement voiced in a way that her attention shifted swiftly back to him.

Her eyes moved over his face slowly before she whispered, “Yes, Sebring.”

He studied her for any signs he was the player getting played.

As was her norm, she gave him nothing.

“You date him, you do not fuck him,” he ordered.

She twisted her torso, turning fully to him. “Sebring—”

“You take me ungloved. You’ve never taken me gloved. You make a habit of that with all the men you fuck?”

Her shoulders straightened and her eyes darkened. “Absolutely not.”

“And I believe that…how? I fucked you against a wall and took you repeatedly for days, all without protection, all before you even said hi to me.”

“This is rather late timing to share your concerns,” she remarked.

“Answer my question,” he demanded.

“That is not a common occurrence.”

“Is it uncommon?”

Her soft voice was a strained snap when she replied, “It’s singularly unique.”

“I gotta believe that, Olivia.”

“I have to believe the same, Sebring.”

“Wasn’t me walked your way, beggin’ with my eyes for you to fuck me,” he pointed out.

He felt the searing fire which was indication she had a formidable temper she had not yet unleashed as she stood, announcing, “This is done.”

She bent to put her drink down and turned to her purse but he caught her before she grabbed it and had her in his lap before she could make a move to stop him.

She twisted at the waist, planting a hand in his chest and pushing hard.

“I said this is done,” she reiterated.