“you can’t tell anyone.” olivia whispers, pushing your hair out of your face. she can’t believe she just hooked up with you. she used to think she hated you. then she thought she was jealous. and maybe she is jealous. but she’s also obsessed with you. “you did great.” she praises. “want me to make you a bath, doll?” she asks. she’s gotta get you to stay. to want more.