Olivia

Chapter 9 (Olivia's POV)

The evening with Simone and her best friend was cool. I'm beginning to not hate the fact that I was sent here like a bad kid. Things here are going great so far. Everyone seems to be real laid back, and down to earth.

Laying in bed, I'm starting to feel hungry again. I guess that is the one bad thing about the food...it was too early. I don't even feel sleepy. I glance at the bedside clock, 10:34 pm. I know Phil and his wife must be sleeping. How could he even be thinking of sleep with all that beside him? I grin in the dark at where my thoughts went.

I sit up in bed and flick on the light. I might as well do something about the hunger. I can be really quiet. Positive I won't be any annoyance, I walk down the hallway, and soon I am in the kitchen. I'm using the light from my phone. I'm not even putting on any lights. I pull open the door of the fridge. Milk is the first thing I see. This can only mean one thi... They must have cookies. I pour myself a glass of milk and hunt for cookies. Soon enough, I have four cookies on a plate and my milk. Instead of heading back to the room, I go to the living room. I might as well watch TV.

I turn on the TV. I find a random comedy show real quick, and soon enough, I am on my second cookie.

I hear shuffling. I turn around, and there is the silhouette of what I am sure is Simone.

Did I wake her? Did I make noise? Impossible.

Not two seconds go by, and the room is flooded with light. She plops down next to me. She reaches for a cookie, but I am quick. I pull the plate to my left side.

"Nah-ah. Sorry. HUNGRY!"

She is giggling and trying to reach over me. I almost lay on my side saving my cookies when it seems like she takes notice of how she is all over me.

I will never complain. I won't even lie. For the three seconds that she was unaware, I was very aware. Her body feels as good as it looks.

She pulls back, and her eyes, quickly, roam over me, and she just settles on her side.

"Greedy."

I forgot that I am just in my panties and tank top. Oops. She, on the other hand, looks delectable. She is in just a satin robe, and there is not much else under it. I can see a little. She must feel me watching her. Without saying a word, she stands and leaves. Odd woman.