I open my eyes slowly, immediately being met with Alex’s blue eyes.
I slept between Max and Alex, which was nice.
“Good morning, pretty girl.” He smiles, his smile as bright as always.
His gaze drifts over my face, unhurried, teasing, like he’s taking his time on purpose. Max shifts slightly behind me but doesn’t wake.
Alex leans a little closer, lowering his voice.
“You behaved last night,” he says lightly. “I was half-expecting you to test me again.”
I tilt my head. “Disappointed?”
His mouth curves. “A little.”
That makes my pulse jump.
He reaches out, fingers brushing my arm — barely there, just enough to be distracting. “You’re very quiet this morning,” he adds. “That usually means you’re plotting.”
I smile. “What if I am?”
Alex’s brow lifts, interest sparking. “Oh?”
I shi
