For a moment, we stayed like that—breathless and tangled together on the couch. The only sounds were our heavy breathing and the distant hum of Las Vegas nightlife.
I felt the warmth of Alexander's body slowly ease off mine, his weight shifting as he pulled back.
He pulled out gently, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of discomfort. "Are you okay?"
"Yes," I managed, my voice coming out a little hoarse but firm. My entire body felt like it had been through a hurricane but in the best possible way.
Alexander's expression softened, a rare sight that made my heart skip a beat. He pulled me closer on the couch, wrapping his strong arms around me. "Good," he murmured into my hair. "Because you look amazing when you're completely wrecked."
I let out a breathy laugh, burying my face into
