Olivia

I curled up on the plush sofa in our suite, a book open in my lap. Something light and mindless, perfect for vacation reading. The ocean stretched endlessly beyond the floor--to--ceiling windows, waves catching the afternoon sun.

The door clicked open.

Alexander stepped inside, loosening his tie with one hand while holding his phone in the other. He looked...satisfied.

"How'd the meeting go?" I asked, setting my book aside.

He tossed his phone ...