Alexander’s voice was smooth, unbothered.
“I need to shower.”
Before I could react, his fingers curled around my arm, pushing me gently aside. Then, without another glance, he stepped into the bathroom and shut the door in my face.
I blinked at the polished wood, stunned at how quickly he went from hot to cold.
Oh well. What was I expecting? A heartfelt moment?
No touching. That’s what the contract said. And yet, some foolish part of me had almost believed—No. Stop.
Shaking off the ridiculous thought, I exhaled sharply. I needed to get out of here.
Slipping out of Alexander’s bedroom, I scanned the hallway, my heartbeat picking up. The last thing I needed was to run into Gratia again.
I tiptoed across the grand staircase, relief flooding me as I reached my bedroom door—
“So, you d
