Olivia

He leaned down, his lips brushing against mine in a gentle kiss that quickly deepened. His hands traced the bare skin of my back, sending shivers down my spine.

"If we keep this up," I whispered against his mouth, "we'll miss our reservation."

"Worth it," he murmured, but he reluctantly stepped back. "You're right. Get ready. I'll shower in the guest bathroom."

An hour later, we were dressed and ready. Alexander looked devastatingly handsome ...