Alexander pushed open the apartment door and stepped inside, drawing in a slow breath of the still, new air. He dropped his jacket on the couch, loosened his tie and walked out onto the terrace. His hands found the railing and he stood there, looking out, his grip tightening without him meaning it to.
His hands.
He stared at them and was immediately pulled back the corridor, the wall, her wrists caught in his hold. The way she had looked up at him as though she were the most innocent thing in the world, as though he didn't know exactly what kind of woman she was. His jaw tightened. His breathing came heavier than he liked.
The alcohol. It had been strong. That was all it was.
He pulled his eyes away and noticed the terrace of the unit beside his, and something about it made him reach i
