Let Me Love You (Oliver Thredson x OC) - COMPLETED ✔

32. Tell Me You Love Me

"So where do you take me to dinner?" Hayden asked in a charming voice. Oliver looks away from the road, his eyes rest on the radiant face of his wife, her eyes sparkle with happiness.

"If I tell you this is no longer a surprise," he smiles and puts a hand on her thigh. Hayden pretends to be disappointed, then she smiles again. She slips a hand in his neck to caress him.

Oliver drops his head against the head restraint of the driver's seat, he relaxes. He loves when she caresses him in the neck, her nails delicately tickle his sensitive skin. He could purr like a cat so he loves it. He has been thinking a lot lately. He completely slipped off the night he nearly strangled her. He does not know what has taken hold of him, he has always promised himself that he will never hurt her, and yet he still sees her scared gaze when he has his hands around her throat.

He does not even know why he got so angry that way. Their relationship was quite tense for some time. He finds she spends a lot of time with Lily, which he finds brilliant, he would have liked to have a mother as devoted and loving as Hayden is with Lily, but on the other hand she forgets him. Hayden is no longer as attentive with him as before. Even sexually, nothing happens between them. She is obsessed with the well-being of their daughter, so much so that she forsakes him. He is not jealous of his daughter, but he would like Hayden to look after him too.

But that night he was too far away. And she warned him that if their relationship did not improve, she would not hesitate to part with him and take Lily. And he does not want it to happen. Of course he would never let such a thing happen. Nothing and nobody will take away his daughter. He would kill for that. And even if it means holding Hayden in the basement for the rest of her life and enduring the hatred she would bear for having locked her up against her will. She would never forgive him. But if it did happen, he would not hesitate.

They arrive in front of the restaurant where he has reserved a table. He parked his car. This required a great mental effort but he decided to make efforts for her, to regain her confidence. Usually, he can not stand out of the house, especially with her. He is too afraid that she will take the opportunity to escape. And the look of other men on her makes him terribly jealous. But to prove to her that he was ready to change, he wanted to invite her to the restaurant. He will do everything tonight to be forgiven his driving gap. He does not want to lose her.

"Oh," Hayden gasped. He helps her get out of the car like any gentleman. "You pulled out the big game it looks like."

"Nothing is too good for you," He puts a kiss on her lips. He puts a hand in the bottom of her back and nicely encourages her to move forward.

He booked a table in one of Boston's largest restaurants. He looks at Hayden, who seems amazed. She is so beautiful. Her long curly hair falls on her shoulders, her red dress perfectly shapes her shapes. It is largely neckline and Oliver can not help having the look get lost in her pulpy chest, the dress slightly up her breasts, they look even bigger than usual. Her beautiful legs are perfectly enhanced and look bigger thanks to her red heeled shoes. She is breathtaking.

"You like what you see?" Hayden asked. He looks up from her breasts to meet her emerald green gaze. She smiled at him, a raised eyebrow. He could have been more discreet.

"Mmh, and I hope I can enjoy it after dinner," he whispered in her ear. "Well, if you want to, I will not force you."

"We'll see. For now I'm dying of hunger,"

They enter the restaurant and a waiter takes them to their table. They settle down and order an aperitif. He takes a whiskey and Hayden a Martini. To eat they both order fish with vegetables and he ask for a bottle of white wine to accompany the meal. They eat quietly, talking a little about everything. Oliver knows full well that she will try to put him to the test. She'll talk about his behavior. He knows that this dinner is also a settlement of account. He has no right to error. He realizes how nice it is to dine with her in this beautiful place. He should have invited her to the restaurant more often.