Over the past few months, Dylan had fully bounced back from that ordeal.
He had even bulked up a bit, adding some muscle to his frame.
However, Olivia had been keeping her distance from Dylan lately, so she hadnât noticed the change in him.
But as he drew nearer now, she couldnât help but feel the solidness of his chest against her.
It was a subtle yet undeniable change.
When she bit his arm, Dylan lowered his head and looked at her with an unmistakable hunger in his eyes.
And so, they maintained such a close stance throughout the process.
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After that, Dylan helped Olivia straighten her clothes and said, âWhenever you require assistance, Iâm more than willing to lend a hand.
Just letââ
But before he could finish, Oliviaâs hand cracked against his cheek with a sharp slap.
âItâs probably best if we maintain some distance, Dylan,â she said, her tone serious.
Despite expressing that she was free to seek companionship elsewhere, Dylanâs subsequent intimacy left Olivia feeling perplexed.
She couldnât help but think Dylan was acting like a complete jerk!
Despite being slapped by Olivia, Dylan remained surprisingly unperturbed.
Instead, he touched his cheek with a smirk playing on his Lips.
Then, with a shameless grin, he added, âYou didnât seem to mind getting close when we were intimate in the past.
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Olivia stood there, utterly dumbfounded by his audacity.
Since their reunion, she had indeed engaged in some passionate moments with Dylan.
However, his brazen comment brought a sudden wave of embarrassment crashing over her.
Rather than engaging in a verbal spar or attempting to find common ground with Dylan, she simply lay on the bed in silence, refusing to engage further.
Dylan attempted to Lift her spirits, but his efforts fell flat.
He understood that Olivia was likely upset with him or perhaps feeling melancholic as memories from the past resurfaced.
Even though Olivia had claimed to no longer harbor resentment towards him, Dylan recognized the challenge of fully letting go of painful memories.
It wasnât just Olivia who struggled to move on from the past; Dylan found himself similarly unable to shake off those memories.
As evening settled in, Olivia finally succumbed to sleepâs embrace.
Sitting beside her, Dylan kept watch over both mother and son in quiet contemplation.
His mind wandered back to their shared history, pondering how to rekindle Oliviaâs affection.
He sensed Oliviaâs lingering feelings for him, yet he knew she was struggling internally.
For Olivia, grappling with her renewed love for him was a challenge she couldnât quite overcome.
Witnessing her struggle deepened Dylanâs remorse.
Leaning close to Oliviaâs face, he whispered in a hoarse voice, âWhat should I do, Olivia? I truly want to start over with you, my love.
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