Chapter 100: Dreams

With Maxen's arms coiled around Olivia's waist, the two wobbled like conjoined penguins to the balcony at the end of the mansion's second-floor hallway.

Leaning forward on the wrought-iron railing, Olivia looked up to Maxen and spoke, "I heard Ollie mention your garage earlier."

"Oh, that. Yeah." He scratched the skin above his eyebrow. He remembered the day that Oliver caught them making out in the kitchen.

Suddenly, everything that happened that morning flashed in Maxen's eyes.

He could still feel how his jaw ticked, and his muscles tensed when Oliver walked towards him. To his surprise, that morning, Oliver beamed a goosebump-inducing Willy Wonka smile when he was actually anticipating a punch or two from the guy.

"Relax, Brother." Oliver clamped a hand on Maxen's shoulders. "Remember that Batmobile you have in your garage that you won't let anyone touch?"