Alexander's POV

I stared at the same financial report for thirty minutes Saturday morning without absorbing a single word because all I could think about was kissing Lily.

The way she'd tasted like champagne and hope.

The way her hands had felt in my hair pulling me closer like she couldn't get enough.

The way she'd fit against me perfectly like we'd been designed to match.

I was supposed to be reviewing lender proposals but instead I kept replaying the moment she'd looked at me with those ...