Alexander’s POV

The drive has been quiet. Sophia rests her head against my chest, her arms wrapped around me. My arm curves around her. My other hand gently strokes her thigh. I can feel her anxiety; it’s almost as tangible as the warmth she brings to me.

I turn and put a kiss on her head, trying to take her mind off what we both know is bothering her. “You’ve not told me what you did today,” I mutter.

She rubs my chest, then snuggles against me with a sigh, lifting her gaze to meet ...