He had just gotten out of the shower, dressed in fresh sleepwear.

Grace didn't have to guess—Claire's perfume and the lipstick mark on his collar made it obvious. It had to be from earlier, when he had stepped out with her.

The moment she saw him, she noticed his lips looked a bit red. At first, she thought she was imagining it.

But now? Yeah, no, she hadn't been wrong.

Alexander had already sat down on the edge of the ...