Olivia

I nearly choked on nothing, my eyes widening as heat flooded my cheeks.

Alexander's hand tightened on mine. "Grandfather."

"What? It's a reasonable question." Harold looked between us, completely unrepentant. "You're married. You're young. These things happen."

"We're not planning children right now," I managed to say, my voice steadier than I felt.

"Not planning?" Harold's eyebrows shot up. "Well, that's disappointing. I was hoping to ...