"What's going on here, Maddi?" Sinclair's voice breaks all their attention towards the baby. They didn't notice the footsteps approaching behind them. Making a grand entrance, the sense of jealousy on her part with Maddison and who the person is she's with.
"Hi, it's great to see you!" Maddison is surprised; she stood up and went close, lightly hugging her. Maddison starts to be anxious looking at Sinclair's face, especially on her eyes, almost glaring at her.
"Anyways, it's perfect." She cleared her throat and went back where she sat.
"Have lunch with us," Maddison invited her, trying to distract from the scene in the living room.
"And why are you sitting like that? It's weird." Sinclair, pay more close attention, Olivine. She sounded like a conservative person. She took a few steps outside, roamed around, and took a look, watching them. Checking the area if there are other people in the place.
"well, I spread a bit my legs for these women to hold, my hands is busy holding the baby" Olivine lifted the baby on the air.
"I can't offer my hand at this moment, but I can offer my legs freely." Olivine grinned, raising the baby up again, and she took a glance, giggling, looking at her.
"Your baby," Maddison insisted on her.
"I mean well, yeah — " she agreed on her.
"Mini me... whatever..." Olivine said proudly; they heard someone chuckle.
Sin was pissed and speechless about what she knew and heard from them. Maddison knows she despised Ferguson, and now she's welcoming her with open arms and being accountable.
"Have you seen yourself, Olivine Ferguson?" Sinclair asked.
Folding her arms, she tried to compose herself, not letting the situation affect her mood.
"Yes, I got my hands full enough; I even used my legs here like an octopus," she said sarcastically.
Maddison understood where the angst in her sister came from.
"Wait...are you blushing?" Maddison asked Sinclair, whose folded arms were looking away.
Katarina took a smile and looked down, aside from noticing first. Katarina purposely moved her hand on top of Olivine's right leg, gently towards her sensitive part. Looking at Sinclair's reactions is priceless, and it caught her off guard.
"Why are you here? You're supposed to be working," Sinclair complained directly at Olivine, diverting the topic from her end.
"It's a lunch break, and I am here to see my baby girl," she replied, looking at the baby and trying to reach her chin with her tiny hand.
"Are you here for the baby only or the mother of the baby?" She didn't flinch; the redness on her cheeks didn't fade.
"Look, I don't have time; whatsoever... but what are you complaining about? my apologies if this offended you..." Olivine placed the baby on Katarina's lap.
She took off her long sleeves, remaining in her white tank top; her toned body is visibly serving on Sinclair's view.
Olivine tied the sleeves on her waist and took the baby again and placed her on her lap this time. Olivine's muscles visibility is pretty obvious when she lifts and holds the baby, as the baby moves. Sinclair almost covered her mouth and walked away, storming out of the living room as fast as she could.
"Things get heated when we keep talking and end up nonsensically arguing," Olivine said.
"I'll take that subtle compliment." Olivine looked at Sinclair's back, leaving them.
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Let it Rain | Olivine | Book2 | WLW
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