ALEXANDER
I was still in my office with Cole, trying to get through the last of the reports for the day, when there was another knock on the door.
The sound grated on my nerves. I was already in a foul mood because of Faye. I had gone out of my way—personally—to have something sent to her, something that I knew would fit the occasion perfectly, only for her to send it back without a reasonable word. That kind of defiance, subtle as it was, could get under a man’s skin, and mine was already thin today.
So when the knock came, my tone was anything but welcoming.
“Who is it?” I snapped.
I was ready to send whoever it was away without even hearing their reason, but then—
The scent hit me.
It came softly at first, teasing the edge of my awareness, then flooding in until there was nothin
