His Dangerous Love On Ice (Olivia and Zane) novel Chapter 156

Olive’s POV

The other end was silent for a second, and I could only imagine the expression on Zane’s face right now-probably somewhere between amused and completely bewildered.

But then he spoke, and his words shocked even me.

“Yes, I am. You might want to help me convince her to accept my marriage proposal. She keeps rejecting it.”

My eyes widened in absolute mortification.

“Zane-“I started, but Elijah cut me off.

“Aunty Olive, you don’t want to get married? Why?” He turned to me with a look that seemed way too stern for a five-year- old, like he was actually scolding me, and I almost burst into laughter because he looked so adorable trying to be serious.

“I think he’s not the one for me,” I said, deciding two could play this game even though I knew it was a joke, even though I knew I wouldn’t want to be with anyone else if not Zane, even though the thought of actually marrying him sent a thrill through my entire body that I absolutely refused to acknowledge right now.

“Olive…” Zane’s voice came through the speaker, weak and hurt in a way that made me wonder if he actually thought I meant it

“Okay, kids, excuse me,” I said quickly, needing to get away from their knowing looks.

“Yay! She’s going to talk with Uncle Zane!” they both shouted at the same time, making me shake my head while chuckling at their antics.

I stood up and walked toward the hallway, pressing the phone closer to my ear.

“Hey, Zane.”

“Muffin.” His voice was softer now, more uncertain. “You said youre not sure about me?”

The way he said it-like he was weighing his words carefully before speaking them-made me want to play my cards right. to push just a little bit more.

“Well, I have high standards, you know.”

I said it while staring at my fingers, and for a second, there was a vivid, wild imagination of a large diamond ring resting on my left hand, catching the light and making everything feel real in a way that both terrified and thrilled me.

“What are your standards?” Zane asked, his voice dropping lower

I chuckled, and for a second, I forgot about everything else-the threats, the investigation, Judy’s funeral, Klaus’s murder, all of it just faded away.

And I focused on now, on this moment, because for some reason Zane had a way of turning my mood into something giddy and light, and it was shocking that I was still so completely into im even with all the revelations I’d recently encountered.

For a second, I wondered if I was insane, or if it was just his effect on me that made rational thought impossible,

“Olive…” His voice pulled me back.

I blinked hard, realizing I’d zoned out completely.

“Maybe being honest. No, not maybe-being honest.”

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