Chapter 1
My nephew begged me to pose as his girlfriend at his class reunion.
To my surprise, his classmates actually believed it.
They even pressured him to get intimate with me right then and there...
"Aunt Olivia, you have to help me this time. Just say you're my girlfriend and help me show up my classmates. I'm begging you..."
Liam Anderson moved closer from the adjacent couch, clutching my arm pleadingly.
Pretend to be my nephew's girlfriend?
I hesitated.
Seeing my reluctance, Liam's eyes welled up with urgency.
"Aunt Olivia, please say yes."
He wrapped his arms around me, burying his face against my chest.
"You're the most beautiful woman I know. You'll make me look so good in front of my friends. I already bragged about having a gorgeous girlfriend. Don't embarrass me."
My husband chuckled from nearby, amused by our nephew's dramatics.
"You've got quite the imagination, kid. Asking your aunt to play your girlfriend."
My cheeks flushed with irritation at my husband's indifference.
Meanwhile, Liam's physical proximity sent unexpected thrills through me.
The young man nuzzled persistently against me, his head brushing against sensitive areas.
Liam had grown into a tall, athletic young man—exactly the type of handsome youth I found appealing.
He wore a basketball jersey that showcased his well-defined muscles.
His powerful hands occasionally brushed against me during his movements, stirring flustered sensations.
Trying to ignore the tingling sensations, I shot my husband an exasperated look.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I pose as our nephew's girlfriend?"
Noticing my resistance, Liam intensified his nuzzling.
"Aunt Olivia, you're not that much older than me. A mature, voluptuous woman like you would dazzle everyone. Please help me out."
He lifted his gaze to meet mine, his chin nearly resting against my abdomen.
The intensity in his eyes focused on the curves outlined by my clothing, making me suspect ulterior motives.
Surprisingly, my husband showed no concern and even encouraged him.
"Fine, let your aunt go with you. But no taking advantage of her, or you'll answer to me."
"Don't worry, Uncle Noah. I'll treat you both to dinner. No funny business, I promise."
Liam's large hands settled on my waist as he happily rubbed against me again.
Being petite, I found myself easily lifted into his arms right in front of my husband.
"Thanks, Uncle! Hehe, Aunt Olivia, you're my girl now."
My husband snorted with laughter and rose from the couch.
"I'm going to bed."
Liam set me down but let his hands wander toward my lower back.
I glanced nervously toward the bedroom before shooting him a warning look.
How could my husband joke about Liam taking advantage of me?
"What do you think you're doing, you rascal? Hands off."
"No way! I'm not letting go. Aunt Olivia, just be my woman."
"Kid, do you even know what that means?"
I tried to push his hands away instinctively.
Liam leaned in with his handsome young face, eyes locked on mine.
"Aunt Olivia, you think I'm naive? I've been with plenty of women.
I just want to show you off because you're beautiful. Don't underestimate me."