Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 206

Oliver watched as she devoured her meal with gusto and poured her another glass of ice-cold beer. The two of them ate and sipped on their beers, chatting away like old friends who hadn’t seen each other for years.

Just as Josefina was sinking her teeth into a drumstick, her phone buzzed. She glanced at the message and nearly lost her appetite.

It was Luke. [Boss, those guys got picked up! Could it be Oliver? Will they spill the beans about your martial arts skills?]

Luke wanted to add, "Is your secret identity still intact?"

Josefina looked up to find Oliver's gaze on her. "Everything alright?" he asked.

Josefina flashed a smile. "Nah, just some spam."

She peeled off her gloves and took a long swig of the refreshingly cold beer – pure bliss. "Oliver, did you have someone take care of those punks we ran into today?"

Oliver gave her a meaningful look. "How did you know? Josie, I didn’t realize you knew me so well."

Josefina was silent for a moment before saying, "Knowing how you operate, I figured you wouldn’t let them off the hook that easily."

Oliver let out a roguish chuckle, his handsome features even more striking with that wicked grin. "Josie, you probably understand me best."

With that, Oliver had indirectly admitted to it. Josefina probed further, "Didn’t you check their backgrounds?"

As Oliver poured another beer, he didn’t need to look up to know what she was really asking. "Nope."

He met her gaze. "Didn’t you say they were opportunists? I trust your judgment, Josie."

Josefina’s face flickered with disbelief – was Oliver taking her at her word? Could Oliver be deceiving her?

Oliver’s eyes burned with intensity as he doted on her. "Josie, you could have any talent, and I wouldn’t change. No matter how amazing you are, I’ll stay the same."

His gaze made Josefina blush, and she looked away shyly. "When are you leaving?" she asked, nodding towards the clock on the wall. It was already nine. If he wasn't leaving soon, was he planning to stay the night?

Oliver picked up a bag from near the window. "Brought my pajamas, so don’t worry about me."

Josefina was flustered. Worry about him? She was trying to hint that he should leave!

"Oliver, it’s not proper for us to be alone together overnight. You should head out." She stood by the window, gesturing towards the door.

Oliver approached with a playful smile, wrapping his arm around Josefina’s waist. "What if I told you I plan on spending the night?"