“Are you all right, Olivia?” Bennett asks.

“Fine,” I reply quickly. “I just – I think I’m going to take a bath. I have a bit of a headache.”

“Need someone to run the water for you?”

I have my back to him, but I can practically see the smirk on his face when he says that line. I’d like to turn around and tell him off – tell him that Tinder pickup lines don’t actually work in person and that I’m not a trashy slut that’s just going to jump in bed with him.

But I don’t.

Instead, I turn around, put on my best princess face, and force...