You Can't Buy My Love novel Chapter 12

Nolan

I watched as Olivia sashayed down the hall, and tried not to be amused by how bubbly she was when she drank. After the party, she wanted to explore the yacht without over fifty people on it.

I smiled as her heels clicked against the floor, and followed behind her flowing dress. It was like something out of dream. She was something similar to an angel, and I wanted to reach out any touch her but I knew that I couldn't.

It was a little chilly out, and the stars were shining brightly; as if it were for her. I smiled at her childlike banter, and laughter. Maybe it was the shots, or maybe it was the high of actually pulling this off, but I was enjoying every moment of it.

We were out on the deck, the only light out coming from inside the yacht. "Are you always like this when you drink?" I asked her, and she nodded.

"I've only been drunk once though," she said.

"I like it." I told her, placing my hands in my pocket. "You're way calmer, and less hostile." She slapped my chest playfully, and I smiled softly at her.

Is it possible to like someone you just met in the worst circumstances? Even if I did show that I liked her, would she even notice, or would she think I was only pretending?

We stood on the deck of the boat alone, and I sighed heavily at my own thoughts. "You know," she started, leaning on the rail. "Being married to you would be so fun." She beamed, looking out at the water. "If only you weren't so self centered, arrogant, narcissistic-" I rolled my eyes at her with a sly smile, and cut her off before she could continue.

"Are you done?" I asked her, standing face to face with her.

"You know it's true." She said, shaking her head at me.

"It may be true. But you'd make a really great wife." I can't believe I'm actually admitting these things to her! What the hell did they put in that Rum?! "You know, if we were really married." I added, turning away from her.

"You must love it out here." She said, turning back to face the ocean. "I'm so jealous."

I looked down at her, confused. "Why are you jealous of me?" I asked her, honestly curious.

"You have everything. You want for nothing. And still, you get to come out here and relax. You can just press pause on life." She shrugged. "When you live paycheck to paycheck, the only thing you can really do is pray for a good enough excuse not to go to work that day."

I bit my lip because I simply had nothing to say. I was used to having money, this was just as normal to me as her working in her parents shop. I didn't even realize how much I just took it for granted. Maybe it was a blessing to just be able to get away and think about my Mother. She really would have loved to be here. She would love to see me be married to someone kind, and beautiful. Also, look at my Dad, he's really happy. He hasn't been this happy since she died.

"I'm sleepy." Olivia yawned, pulling me out of my head.

"Okay." I smiled at her, holding her hand. "We can go to bed now.

When we reached our cabin, she sat down on the bed to take off her shoes. "I hope you don't think you're sleeping with me." She scoffed, and I gawked at her. "You're sleeping in the bathroom."

"How come you get the bed?" I asked.

"Because. I'm the woman." She said proudly, and I rolled my eyes.

"Fine, give me a pillow." She threw me a pillow and the top blanket to me, and I made myself comfortable in the tub.

It wouldn't even take that long for me to fall asleep. Good thing this tub was made for two people, so there's enough room to stretch out. I closed my eyes tight, and drifted off to sleep slowly.

~*~

The next morning I woke up to Olivia's singing. She was wrapped in a white bath robe, and placing objects in the bathroom. "Good, you're finally up sleepy head." She smiled, taking her earrings out of her ear. "I can finally shower."

"First you want me in the tub, now you want me out?" I asked her, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"As much as I'm sure you would love to see me naked," she smirked, turning on the shower, "it's not going to happen." She gave me a deadpanned look, and I sighed getting up slowly.

"Fine, I'm going." I told her, grabbing my pillow and blanket. She gave me one last sarcastic smile, then closed the bathroom door in my face. I guess drunk, easy going Olivia is gone now.

Since the bathroom was occupied, I headed out into the dining area, where I knew breakfast would be served. Nova and Jared were already up, and I made myself a breakfast buffet plate. There were mimosas, waffles, fruit, and bacon. I had a little bit of everything.

"How's your fake wife?" Nova joked, and I glared at her.

"Shut up." I said, pouring syrup all over my plate.

"I didn't know you would take it this far," Jared started. "But your dedication is admirable." He laughed, and I rolled my eyes at him.