-Victoria-
„So you indeed were a professional soccer player?” I asked, amused.
„Don’t know what’s so funny in that, but yes. I was a professional goalkeeper.” He rolled his eyes at my reaction, „And that incident on the beach doesn’t count. I was distracted and shot incorrectly. But in the end, I did good. I got you.” He admitted and winked at me.
I gulped the last sip of my wine and smiled in response. He was right. In the end, despite the bump on my forehead, he achieved his goal. „So tell me more about your friends. I still can’t believe you are Carter Remington's friend.” I shook my head, amazed.
„Isn’t it ironic? We’ve been searching far and wide for each other, unaware we were on our doorsteps.” Oliver took my hand and played with my fingers. „I need to ask, Victoria. I should kn
