Olivia

I was several *hapters into my novel when Alexander returned, his tie loosened and sleeves rolled up. He looked tired but satisfied, like he'd accomplished what he needed to.

"Finished?" I asked, marking my place in the book.

"For now," he nodded, loosening his tie further before pulling it off entirely. He draped it over the arm of the nearby chair and unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt with a relieved sigh. "What are you reading? Must be ...