Chapter 119

Grace wanted Oliver to stop hugging her. His body was as hot as a furnace. In such sweltering weather, her body was already sweating despite having just taken a bath. Oliver replied, "If it's too hot, take your clothes off." Grace went quiet before saying, "Forget I ever said anything." Oliver chuckled as he lifted the blanket a bit to let a bit of cool air through. He would never let go of her. He was subtly breaking down her boundaries. Just a few days ago, she'd insisted on sleeping on the couch. Now, she was here, nestled in his arms. If their relationship continued to progress so steadily, it would definitely improve. After all, one always had to be careful when approaching their prey. Oliver closed his eyes. Grace could sense Oliver's every shift—his smile, the bob of his Adam's apple when he swallowed. A blush crept up her face. He was undeniably strange. Despite his oddness that night, Oliver's affection warmed her heart. A smile played on her lips as she snuggled close