Love Under Construction

30. Rendezvous

Olivia's POV

I feel his lips touch my neck as I begin to instantly moisten below.

I allow him to apply a few more kisses before moving away to face him.

"Why didn't you answer my phone calls, eight months ago?" I ask seriously and he smirks as if he knew he would eventually have to answer this question.

I watch as he takes a deep breath before leaning his back against the window sill and I make myself comfortable on top of my desk.

"Because I felt like if I answered you then nothing would've changed." He admits and I sigh. "I knew Colson was still in the picture in some shape or form.—- I just didn't want to repeat the cycle you and I were in."

I think about where I was eight months ago. And even though he's wrong about Colson being in the picture, my life was still a wreck.

So maybe he's right. Maybe answering the phone would've done more damage than good.

"What if we didn't cross paths again?" I ask and he smirks. "Would you have been okay with that?"

"I always knew we would," he answers plainly.

"Was it that easy for you though? Because it sucked for me."

I watch as he stands from his seated position.

"Easy?" He asks before pausing. "Olivia, aside from making a movie, not having you around was the hardest thing I've experienced these past months."

I, inwardly, sigh in relief at his words. Because before today, I had no way of really knowing where he stood. But his last statement says a lot.

"I'm seeing a therapist. And she's been helping me with a lot of my shit." I admit and he smiles proudly.

"The thing about it is, I always knew you had the potential to be one of the best human beings to ever walk on this planet. But taking care of your mental health, sets you all the way apart from the rest." He says and I try to stop smiling long enough to watch him walk over to where I'm sitting.

He lifts my chin and our lips connect before our tongues touch, making my body shake in euphoria.

He pulls away and I know he's just being a tease, at this point.

My words begin to form as I bite my bottom lip to taste the remnants of his tongue.

"I waited for you, Spencer!" I say lowly. "Just like I said I would."

"Okay," he whispers as if it's not a big deal to him while his eyes gawk at my neck before he softly kisses me in the exact spot he once eyed.

"Are you dating?" I ask and he stops kissing me long enough to shrug his shoulders, prompting me to use both hands against his chest to keep him at a close distance. "There's no Yonni's lurking around to suck you off in the bathroom anymore, right?"

My words make him laugh before he tries to kiss me again. "No, there's no Yonni!"

"What about a Lisa, Sarah or Keisha?" I counter and he backs away.

I'm not typically the insecure type. In fact, Colson and his many slip-ups, barely got a rise out of me. But the idea of Spencer with anyone, besides me, just irritates me a little.

"I went out on dates with two women. I even went on a second and third date with one of them." He admits and I breathe in deeply, knowing I have no business being upset. "But none of those girls make me feel like you. And that's because they're not you."

"Three dates, she must've been special!" I mumble and he sighs.

"She was cool. But again, she wasn't you."