"I'll arrange for it," Alexander said, standing and pulling his phone from his pocket as he walked back inside the box.
I watched him for a moment, feeling both relief and a slight pang of regret. The day had been perfect, but I knew I needed to take things at my own pace.
The tension between us seemed to have returned when Alexander came back out to the box. I kept my focus on the game until the very end, avoiding looking at him.
I couldn't shake the feeling that I had upset him somehow, and I wasn't sure what to do about it. For his part, Alexander didn’t appear upset—he was just quiet and lost in thought.
As soon as the game was over, we walked back down the hallway we had entered through and out to the car. There were two vehicles waiting, and Alexander opened the door
