From a Wrong Turn to Mr. Right novel Chapter 152

Her delicate features were set in a fierce frown, her eyes sharp and serious. “So, tell me—how the hell did you get mixed up with him?”

Ethan Carter wasn’t just anybody.

Olivia Bennett had never even met the guy, let alone done business with him.

Honestly, they couldn’t have been further apart if they’d tried.

Olivia hesitated, glancing at her friend Nannie Bruce, then lowered her voice to a near-whisper. “I… kind of accidentally slept with him.”

Nannie stared, totally blindsided.

“You—” She pointed at Olivia, utterly flabbergasted. Olivia didn’t look like the type who’d hook up with a guy like Ethan Carter. “Don’t you dare make stuff up just to calm me down.”

“I’m serious,” Olivia insisted, face deadpan. She looked one step away from raising her hand to swear on a Bible.

“He didn’t force you, did he?” Nannie’s voice was tight, eyes narrowing with a flash of protective anger.

Olivia knew—if she so much as hinted that Ethan had pressured her, Nannie would storm off and hunt him down for a piece of her mind.

“It was after a party,” Olivia admitted quietly. “I’d had a bit too much wine, and, well, I stumbled into his room. Things just… happened.”

She trailed off, but Nannie got the picture.

“So he totally took advantage of you. You were drunk, and he just let it happen?” Nannie’s lips pressed into a thin, disapproving line.

Olivia’s eyes flickered.

It was all in the past now, and the truth—how she’d actually been set up—would only make Nannie angrier and more worried. There was no point in digging up more trouble.

She thought for a second and then said gently, “He wasn’t totally sober either. And, honestly, I made the first move.”

All that was left was a deep, aching tenderness.

Nannie’s nose tingled as she pulled Olivia into a fierce hug. “So what? Keep the baby! It’s great—plus, Ethan Carter’s kid? That’s like having a golden ticket in this town! Seriously, nobody in all of Cabinda would dare mess with you two.”

Olivia’s lips twitched into a faint smile, playing along. “Yeah, the kid’s already tougher than me.”

Nannie stroked her back, her own lashes damp. “Everything’s going to work out. Promise.”

Olivia let go, offering a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry about me. Ethan’s a good guy. And his family—his mom, dad, even his grandma—they’ve all been amazing.”

“That’s a relief.” Nannie gave a real smile, finally relaxing. “Well, you’re married now—so I guess I’ll stop lecturing you. But you listen to me: I’m always in your corner. If he ever hurts you, I don’t care if he’s Ethan Carter—I’ll march right up to his front door and set him straight.”

Olivia’s heart warmed. She nodded, eyes shining.

Then she tilted her head, grinning. “How exactly would you do that?”