Olivia

I shifted slightly, Alexander's arms tightening around me in response. His breathing had evened out, deep and steady. I thought he'd fallen asleep until his hand moved, fingers tracing lazy patterns on my hip.

"Need to use the bathroom," I murmured.

His arms loosened immediately. "Hurry back."

I extracted myself from his warmth and padded down to the bathroom. The jet's interior was luxurious, all polished chrome and marble. I washed my hands and ...