Bryant pov

"I didn't expect you to deliver so quickly," I said to Oliver as I made my way over to my cushioned comfortable swivel chair, in reality I was actually hoping that he would take so much time that I would eventually become fatigued with the whole thing and they said that I didn't even want to know anything about her again but here I was feeling a sweat of anxiousness and expectancy beginning to roll down my forehead mercilessly and not only that my hands were beginning to feel crummy with sweat as I placed them on my thighs sitting confidently knowing that my desk was blocking my...