"So even Oliver will fall in love someday, huh?"

"Of course, he will. The guy's not a monk. Can't he have a little fun?"

"Getting all spruced up for a girl, that's not something you see every day."

George strolled over, a smirk playing on his lips. "Mind your own beeswax, will ya? What's it to you if Oliver's got a girl?"

The group shared a knowing look, and suddenly it clicked. That gal must be future Mrs. Baldwin!

Oliver set his bag on the dining table, the warmth of his spacious office wrapping around him like a comforting blanket. He was pulling out his lunch from the bag when he sensed someone inching closer behind him.

and found himself

desk at his back and Josefina's warm, yielding form in front, Oliver didn't need to think twice about his

and deftly removed the glasses from Oliver's nose. Her voice was sultry, laced with a

raw intensity. With a swift movement, his right hand circled Josefina's slender, soft waist, pulling

Josefina's body pressed against Oliver's, her eyes locked onto

with unspoken desire, and Josefina's wandering hands began to explore. Her fingers slid into the waistband of Oliver's pants, creeping upward. Her eyes never left his face, a mixture of innocence and longing that Oliver found

to take control, Josefina paused. "Oliver,

dissipated like morning fog. Confused, Oliver watched as Josefina slipped from his embrace. The emptiness in

into his

he need to put on

and unable to move, Josefina finally spoke, "You're sick, aren't you? And you need my treatment. That's why you're

flirted... just to check

were the most natural thing in the

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