#Chapter 71: Awkward Encounters

Olivia After a night spent tossing and turning, the sun finally rose. I hardly slept at all the night before, as my mind was too addled by the memories of what had happened yesterday. My kiss with Nathan still burned heavily on my lips. What I saw after that, when I shouldn’t have been spying, was now burned into my memory. With a sigh, I reluctantly got out of bed. I knew that I would have to face Nathan eventually; we would need to talk about the kiss, at the very least. It was also likely that he heard me last night as I rushed away from his room, but I was prepared to at least lie about that. I didn’t particularly want him knowing that I stood there, peeking through the crack in his door, and watched like a pervert while he had an intimate moment by himself. My footsteps echoed through the quiet house as I groggily descended the stairs. The morning light filtered in through the windows, casting a soft glow over the little villa. As I rounded the corner to the k