Rosa’s POV
He stood by the entrance, holding a paper bag and a bouquet that looked expensive enough to pay rent. And when his eyes found mine, they were so warm that it melted my body to the bed.
Patra froze. “Oh,” she whispered, close enough for only me to hear. “Lover boy is here.”
I bit my lips.
She grabbed her bag and added. “I’ll leave you two. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do - actually, do everything I would do.”
Then she fled the room.
The door closed behind her with a click that excited me. Alex exhaled, like he had been holding his breath since the moment he left to take his father home. Then he walked towards me with that purposeful stride that made my heart misbehave and my thighs burn.
“I brought you something to eat,” he said softly. “And this…” he held out the flowe
