Stepping to the side, Oliver waited for Gemma to enter the room before he followed her inside. He watched with interest as she looked at all his trophies.

"No, not at all. In fact I would say that you saved me from dying of boredom." he said walking over to his desk and leaning against the edge of it. "I am forever in your debt." He tossed her a wink before incling his head and grinning to himself.

His gaze went from looking at her to the trophies behind her. "You didn't believe me?" It wouldn't be the first time he had fabricated a story to impress a pretty lady. But this time he didn't.

Pushing off the desk, Oliver walked over to the shelves and pulled down a tropy that was made of a wooden frame with a large bell on the inside. "Definitely this one. My very first surfing trophy. Bells Beach is one of the most sought after surfing cometitions. It took me a good couple of years to win that." Well he could have won it in his first year but there was no point in raising suspicions now was there?

"I played a little tennis as well." He gestured to the other trophies. "Among others."