Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Oliver scooped up Josefina and popped her into his ride, then whisked her back to the Harrison family pad. Once they hit the Harrison's swanky villa, Josefina pushed the car door, ready to bail, but Oliver

snagged her arm, "You're hurt, let me carry you inside."

Josefina was exasperated, "Oliver, come on, I ain't made of sugar. I won't melt. My cut's not that bad. I can walk on my own."

Josefina was feeling all kinds of awkward. She'd never been carried like that before. Every time she locked eyes with Oliver's smoldering gaze, her heart skipped a beat, and a storm of emotions whirled inside her.

Take right now, for instance, Oliver's scorching look and his lips curved into a wicked smirk, those dark eyes dripping with adoration, "Worried people will get the wrong idea about us?"

Josefina edged closer to the car, gripping the door handle, "There's nothing between us."

freaking

closed the gap between them. They were inches apart, and Josefina could clearly see his smooth, tanned skin, those long, curly lashes framing his twinkling eyes. Caught off guard by

him, cocooned in his arms. The crisp scent of the

over, they caught the sight of Josefina and Oliver locked in an embrace. Right behind them, Lena stepped out

the heck was

gobsmacked. Oliver was voluntarily holding a woman? Was he concerned about her getting

scene was beyond belief. Josefina quickly pushed away from Oliver, instinctively making a beeline for the car's

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she insisted again, "I can

chimed in with concern, "Josie,

from the car with his innate air