Brittany's POV

"Mmh, I missed you," Alexander murmurs with a low growl, his breath hot against my neck as he trails his nose down the sensitive skin there. The quiet hunger in his voice, the way his muscles tense and then relax under my touch, betrays how desperately he needed me.

I laugh softly, feeling the weight of his need wash over me like a tide finally breaking. "I needed you too," I whisper back, the warmth of his presence melting the last of his anxiety ...