Chapter 8 Chapter 8 "Congratulations." Oliver said quietly.[] I smiled and held up my divorce certificate: "Same to you."]] Walking out of the courthouse, I took a deep breath - I felt like a completely new person.[] ut.0 "Oliver, maybe we can get together?" I suddenly blurted out. Oliver stopped mid-step. "I mean, we're both in the same boat. That's gotta be fate or something."] I watched his ears gradually turn red and felt gleeful inside.[] "Just kidding - you didn't actually take that seriously, did you?" I laughed.]] Oliver glanced at me but didn't say anything. Something about his expression seemed off though. "Come on, let me buy you dinner. To celebrate our freedom."] I quickly changed the subject.[] Oliver nodded and silently opened the car door for me. 0 He'd done this countless times now, and it always made me feel cared for. We found a quiet restaurant and sat across from each other.]] "Seriously though, thank you for all your help." I raised my glass. Oliver shook his head: "We were on the same side anyway." "Yeah, a couple of betrayed losers." I laughed.] Oliver frowned: "Don't talk about yourself like that."[] "Fine, how about we're warriors rising from the ashes?" I shrugged.[] Oliver actually cracked a rare smile. I suddenly realized he was actually pretty handsome when he smiled. Sunlight streamed through the window onto his profile, softening that usually stern face.[] "What are you looking at?" Oliver asked.] "Just thinking you look really handsome when you smile," I said honestly.[] "Never noticed before 1- Oliver's ears turned red again This discovery made me ridiculously happy After dinner. Oliver insisted on driving me back to the hotel. The car stopped at the hotel entrance. I unbuckled my seatbelt and suddenly said: "Oliver, I was serious earlier."} My best facrtices Her V-Card to Heat My Husband Whit My Peak with the Man Chapter 8 Oliver turned to look at me.[] "If you ever want to date someone, consider me." "0 I bolted before he could respond, leaving Oliver sitting alone in the car looking stunned.] Back in my room, I texted Oliver:[] [Just pretend I was drunk. Forget I said anything.]]] Oliver didn't reply. e.0 After that day, Oliver seemed to be avoiding me. Even house hunting - he always had some last-minute excuse. I knew he was uncomfortable because of what I'd said. Honestly, I regretted it too. almost ruined our friendship with one stupid joke. Until a month later, when I showed up at a house I'd been eyeing and found him there. He was standing on the balcony with his back to me, sunlight outlining his tall figure. "Nice place."]} He didn't turn around, but somehow knew it was me. I walked over to stand beside him: "Yeah, great light and location."] "Thinking of buying it?"] "Yep, can't live in a hotel forever." I smiled.[] He turned to look at me: "Want my opinion?"[] "Sure, you know more about this stuff than I do." I nodded.[] He walked me through every detail of the house. From the renovation to the orientation, from lighting to ventilation he analyzed everything thoroughly. "This place is meant for a family," he finally said.[] I was confused: "I can live here alone though." He shook his head: "It's too big."] "So where do you think I should live?" "My house."