Olivia 

Morning light filtered through the bedroom curtains as I pulled a cream blouse from the closet. The fabric was soft between my fingers, expensive in that way everything in this house seemed to be. I'd just fastened the last button when Alexander's arms slid around my waist from behind.

"Plans tonight?" His breath was warm against my neck.

I leaned back against his chest, enjoying the solid weight of him. "Haven't thought that far ahead. Why?"

"Just wondering ...