Olivia's POV
Kira sat with her mouth wide open as she stared at me in bewilderment. I'd just finished telling her about my mysterious stranger - carefully excluding the mind-blowing sex part, because some secrets are meant to stay buried in the depths of one's soul. But I'd spilled everything else: how he asked me to be his girlfriend, how he was the one who bailed me out of jail, and how he'd helped me get home last night after David's crazy attempt at kidnapping.
When Kira finally regained a little bit of control, she blurted out, "I don't believe you. This is absolutely impossible, Liv. You're telling me you have some secret admirer who's been lurking in the shadows, pulling strings behind your back like some kind of puppet master, and you have no idea who he is?"
"It's true!" I insisted, reaching for the letter my stranger had left behind. "Look, here's the proof."
