“Just a little girl. Well, here’s the kicker. When we were little, we used to play this game with her father. Olivia loved it. Treasure Map. Her father would take a box and bury it somewhere and would then draw a map with clues as to where it was hidden. But, that time, Olivia apparently grabbed the chest with all that evidence, saying she would hide it and, when she was finished, would draw him a map. Her father had locked the documents in a chest for safe-keeping. You remember the great room at their beach house? Olivia’s mother had it decorated in a nautical theme with lots of fake treasure chests? Olivia loved it. Anyway, her father didn’t realize she had grabbed that chest until it was too late, and then the accident happened.”

“So, the only person who knows where that evidence is hidden is Olivia.”

“Exactly, and Kiddish knows that.”

“Fuck.”

~~~~~~~~~~

AFTER SPEAKING FOR SEVERAL more minutes about what everything meant, Alexander hung up. He didn’t even know what it all meant yet, but he was determined to find out. When he re-entered the master bedroom, a smile crept across his face as he stared down at Olivia’s sleeping form.

Hearing the door creak open, Olivia stirred, turning her body to face Alexander’s frame in the doorway. “Come back to bed,” she said groggily.

He stood there, admiring her naked silhouette from afar. “You’re so cute in the morning when you’re all tired.”

She yawned. “You tired me out last night, Alex. You were like a machine.”

He strode over to the bed, getting back under the covers and wrapping his arms around her. “You have that effect on me, love. I just can’t get enough of you.”

She smiled, pushing him onto his back and slowly climbing on top of him. “Good,” she said breathlessly, leaning down and dragging her tongue across his chest. “Because I want you. Now.” She leaned back, gazing at the boy who saved her. Her hips circled his waist, waking up his erection. “There’s my boy…”

“Olivia,” he exhaled, pulling her toward him, their lips almost touching. “Don’t ever leave me again.” Carefully, he slid inside her.

She moaned out in pleasure, closing her eyes as she basked in the amazing sensation of him filling her. “Never, Alexander. Never again.”

“Good.” He gently moved inside her, slowly picking up his pace as he held her hips, guiding her on top of him. “Because I plan on spending the rest of my life fucking you senseless.”

“Fuck.” Olivia never thought she could come by hearing words alone, but she knew that with Alexander, anything was possible.

“I plan on putting lots of babies right in here,” he said, his breathing ragged as he gently caressed her stomach.

Olivia leaned down, pressing her lips to his as her movements became even more hurried, searching desperately for her release. Alexander lowered his hands, cupping her ass gently before bringing one palm back and spanking her cheek.

She screamed out in surprise.

“You like that, don’t you?”

She couldn’t put a coherent thought together, the sensation overwhelming her.

“Answer me, Olivia,” he growled.

“Yes!” she screamed.

“Yes, what?!” he shouted, spanking her again, harder.

“Yes, Mr. Burnham! YES!” she screamed out, coming undone. Waves of pleasure flooded through her body, her entire core shuddering from the intense feeling before she began spiraling down.

Alexander flipped her onto her back and hovered over her, rubbing his erection against her clit while she continued to spasm beneath him from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

She began panting, moaning out. “Alex. Please,” she begged. “Stop being a tease.”

He leaned down and took one of her nipples in his mouth, tugging it with his teeth. “Am I really a tease?” he asked coyly, his voice heavy with amusement.

“Of course you are, and you know it.” She grabbed his head, bringing it inches from her own. “Please, Alexander. I want you to come inside me.”

He groaned, slamming into her. His rhythm was fast and relentless. “I love when you talk like that, Olivia. It’s such a turn on.”

She closed her eyes, meeting his pace thrust for thrust. “I love you, Alexander,” she murmured.

He leaned down, pulling on her earlobe. “And I love you. Always,” he grunted before he emptied inside her, gently biting her neck and savoring the taste of her soft skin.

“I missed this,” Olivia said quietly as she ran her hands up and down his back. “My fingers just weren’t cutting it,” she joked.

“Lucky fingers.” Rolling onto his side, he pulled her into his arms.

She snuggled up against him, clutching his hand in her own, placing a chaste kiss on his knuckles before glancing over at the nightstand. “Holy crap. Is that the time?!” she exclaimed, shooting up from the bed.

Alexander looked over at the clock. “I guess so.”

“Shit. I have to get back to the hospital. I can’t believe we stayed in bed until almost noon!” She jumped out of bed and ran into the shower.

He laughed, watching her beautiful naked body run into the bathroom, frantic. It was good to have Olivia back home…where she belonged.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

TRUST

“ARE YOU SURE YOU’LL be okay without me?” Alexander asked as he opened the front door of their apartment building.

“I’ll be fine,” she said, the irritation showing in her voice. “Mo needs me right now. I promise I’ll call you if anything comes up.”

He searched her eyes, nervous about letting her out of his sight.

“Alexander, please. It’s a hospital, for crying out loud. There’s security every two feet in there. What could possibly happen to me? I’ll be surrounded by everyone. Carter will be with me anyway.” She gestured with her head toward one of the two idling SUVs.

He sighed, not wanting to argue with her now that they had finally reconciled. “Okay, love. I’ll be at the office getting some work done if you need me. Remember, if you want to leave the hospital for any reason, Carter will accompany you. Or you can call me and I’ll come right away.”

“I will.” She cocked her head toward him and their lips met. “Oysters tonight?”

He grinned, loving the taste of Olivia’s lips. “And do we want to practice making babies before or after that?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.