Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

"That's a friend of mine," Josefina said, her voice laced with casual detachment.

Oliver's face, however, was stormy, the look of a man about to burst with the fury of a tempest. He'd heard from George that Josefina had been rather cozy with that person, who had even had the audacity to hold her hand.

Rising to his feet, Oliver made his way over to Josefina and sat down beside her, taking her hand in his. He deliberately overlaid the memory of Livia's touch with his own.

"Oliver, don't tell me you're jealous?" Josefina laughed in disbelief.

But Oliver leaned closer, his body pressing near as Josefina retreated until her back met the wall. Josefina gave him a nudge. "Oliver, this is a café, what are you trying to do?"

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Josefina pushed him away. "I need to get back to the office."

"I'll drive you."

"No, thanks."

forward. "I'll take you," he

George, who was holding

speechless. He watched as Josefina slid into the passenger seat of Oliver's car, the engine purring to life under Oliver's his command. And there was George, the unwanted

love blinds. Hey, I've done my bit. Wouldn't it be decent to drop me off at

car, Josefina watched Oliver drive at a snail's pace. She glanced at her watch. "Oliver, you do realize

isn't about speed,

driving is too slow. I

are locked. Don't worry. I'll

Josefina sighed in exasperation.

Oliver's body leaned over,

met Oliver's gaze, her glowing skin and wide eyes filled with a mix of

Oliver teased, pinching

are too close, so of course, I'm scared." Scared he