66 — "You know where to find me."

I sigh deeply and give a discreet smile. "Nice try."

"Well, at least I tried." Oliver shrugs his shoulders, then returns my smile. With a pat on the table, he stands up. "If you change your mind… you know where to find me."

I watch his broad back move away and can't help but check out the way his muscles mark his shirt. He must spend a lot of time in the gym, but… His body isn't like Desmond's.