Chapter 423: Fever
Olivia was drunk. She knew that of course, but she was appalled to ask for help. So what if she couldn’t walk straight? She’d walk crookedly to her room maybe go zig zag like a snake... As she reached the end of the corridor, she blinked. There was only one problem—there were too many buttons to summon the elevator... which one was the real and which were the ones caused by her drunk haziness?
Crossing her arms, she swayed and nodded," Challenge accepted." Carefully, she surveyed the wall and decided that the one in the middle was definitely the real one. Raising her finger, she slowly aimed to press the button, only to be met with marble wall. She sighed. It was a bit to the left...
Stepping back, she moved to press the button, only to stumble over the hem of her own dress...Just as she teetered dangerously close to losing her balance, a strong pair of arms enveloped her, and she looked up into a face that had haunted her dreams forever.
Smiling, she turned around and looked up at him with a smile and let herself take a deep breath as she rested her head back, murmuring his name, "Sebby."
The air between them crackled with emotions suppressed for long. Seb sighed, a blend of longing and restraint, his arms still securely wrapped around her. "Livi," he began, the sound of her name heavy with their complicated history. "You’re not allowed to look at me like that."
Confusion furrowed Olivia’s brow as she tilted her head to meet his gaze. "Like what?" she asked, genuinely puzzled.
Seb looked down at her confused face and a muttered a curse, as he quickly summoned the dang elevator. She’d already closed her eyes and was resting against him as if he was her own darn pillow! The girl had no sense of self protection!
As the elevator doors opened, Sebastian tried to move her along only for her to open her eyes and protest," Hey! I can walk on my own. I don’t need anyone’s help. Let go."
She pushed away from him and he watched as she stumbled her way into it. "Are you sure you can go alone?"