She didn’t answer. She could feel his eyes on her, patient in that way that sometimes drove her crazy.
“Look,” she said finally, her voice low, “you don’t have to make me feel better about it. I’m fine.”
Alexander gave a small laugh under his breath. “You always say that when you’re anything but fine.”
She shot him a glare, though a small smile tugged at her lips despite herself. “You’re enjoying this way too much.”
“Maybe a little.”
“Mean,” she muttered, and he chuckled.
Still, she couldn’t shake the unease pressing against her chest.
“You shouldn’t go alone,” she said again, softer this time. “Please.”
Alexander studied her for a heartbeat, then nodded. “I’m not going alone,” he said finally.
Her brows lifted slightly. “No?”
He shook his head. “Cole’s coming with me.”
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