Chapter 67. Olivia Jones

“Sam, I have a busy day ahead of me,” Colt said.

I walked silently to the glass banisters and stared down into the living room.

He was up, his hand on Samantha’s back as he led her to the door.

But she shrugged him off, “Hold on, is it true?” I could see her eyes widen even from up here. “Are you really having an affair with that woman?”

Colt sunk his hands in his pocket, “Do you know what happened to the curious cat?”

His voice managed to make both Samantha and I shiver. 

She did not say another word, and hurriedly walked out the door.

As soon as the door closed behind her, Colt turned to look up at me.

I gave a small smile. So he knew I was here the whole time. 

He walked towards the foot of the stairs as I hurried down, and took my hand.

As soon as our hands touched, he leaned in, and kissed me. A tender, lingering French kiss that left my skin flushed when he pulled away.

My eyes scanned the living room, which