My Forbidden Love

Chapter 32

Olivia's pov:

"Shut up! They'll hear you -"
I whisper angrily, glancing back at Jack's door.

"They?"

Fuck! I can't let Kent find out that Jack is sleeping with Jerome.

Before Kent can react, I grab him by the neck and bring his lips to mine.

"What are you -"

I cut his words off by kissing him.

He is still for a moment, then he grabs me by the waist, pulling my body against his.

"My room. Move."
I whisper the demand, guiding to get him out of the hallway and into my room.

Kent laughs a little at my wasted effort to get him to move - we both know I couldn't budge him an inch if he didn't want to go.

After a moment, he willingly follows me out of the hall and into my room.

I press my back against the open door, closing it while continue to kiss him.

I flinch as the lock clicks shut, hoping that Jack and Jerome didn't hear it.

"Well, Olivia, I didn't think you'd be so eager to get me alone in here -"
Kent says against my lips, and I look up to see him staring at me in the darkness of my room, hand on my back, smirking at me.

"Shh! I don't want Jack knowing we are awake and in my room for that matter."
I murmur, annoyed, but kiss him back into silence before he can go on one.

"Why not? It looked like you were peeking -"

"I don't know what your talking about, Kent"

I give him a dirty glare, promising murder and torture and every horrible thing he can imagine if he doesn't shut his mouth right now.

I can see the laughter across his face but he kisses me, complying with my demand for silence.

I hear Jack's movements, then. Hear him open his door, take a few steps outside. Silence, for a moment, and then murmured voices.
Then, someone passes by my door, and someone goes back into Jack's room, shutting the door behind him.

When the hall goes quiet again, I release Kent.

"Okay. I think....... I think you can leave now."

"You know, Olivia, I don't like it when there are people in my home whom I'm unaware of. If Jack is having midnight visitors...."
He pauses, looking at me curiously, allowing me to finish the sentence for myself.

I hold his gaze and slowly shake my head.

"Kent. It's none of your business. You're getting nothing from me, so don't even ask."

"And you're not mad about it? That Jack is entertaining..... someone? In his room? At night? While you are..... alone?"

"Well, I'm not alone, am I? After all, you're here, aren't you?"

"Am I your midnight visitor, Olivia? Is that what you want?"
His voice takes on a sensual note that I'm not sure I've heard before.

Suddenly, I'm just..... exhausted by it all.

I put my hand to my forehead, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.

It's past midnight, and I'm hiding in my room from my fiancé with his dad who I made out with tonight.
And he's asking if I want him to be my midnight visitor - whatever that is - and Jerome is with Jack......

It's all...... too much. I've got a headache.

"Sure, Kent. Visit all you want. Do you want a cookie?"