The Beginning Of All Sins

Olivia wrapped her arms around herself tightly.

Tyler, realizing he had lost control, quickly regained his composure. "Sorry. I must have scared you," he murmured, releasing her arms gently.

She moved off his lap with effort and sat silently next to him, the quiet stretching between them.

Tyler massaged his forehead and muttered to himself, "Well, well, well. Good thing you reminded me I drank. I almost fell for this trap she set for me." Olivia had been holding herself protectively ever since she moved away from him. Later, she quietly rested a hand on her baby bump.

Tyler put his hands on his knees.

Time seemed to stand still. Olivia kept looking down, her lips pale, and she didn't respond to anything.

this. Please ask the maid to put some ointment on those mosquito

tried to sound calm.

brief closeness

of her son's actions and was unhappy

Even in her condition, Olivia

smiled to herself, pleased

Maisy

for them to

surprised. "Tyler went

"Yes."

resist someone