CHAPTER 60

  Olivia's POV

  I savored the last bite of my steak, letting out a contented sigh. "That was incredible," I admitted, leaning back in my chair. "I might have to keep you around just for the food."

  "Oh, I'd be happy to stick around, darling. But how about I keep you close instead? I promise to spoil you in ways that'll make your toes curl."

  His words sent a shiver down my spine, leaving me fumbling for a reply. "I... um..."

  Desperate for a distraction, I stood up abruptly, reaching for the plates. "Let me just clear these-"

  "No, no," Christopher interrupted, rising smoothly from his seat. "Allow me."

  I blinked, surprised by his offer. It was hard to imagine this billionaire doing something as mundane as clearing dishes. "Are you sure? I don't mind-"

  "Nonsense," he cut me off with a wave. "I insist. You just sit back and relax."