ALEX
“Just needed some air,” I said, trying to keep my voice neutral.
He stepped into the kitchen, “I don’t blame you,” he said, pouring himself a drink. “That was… intense, even for us.”
I nodded, watching as he took a sip of his whiskey, his eyes never leaving mine. His gaze was usually darker.
“You know, I always thought you handled all this better than the rest of us,” his voice soft but laced with something I couldn’t quite place. “All the power plays, the manipulation… You’ve always stayed above it.”
I tensed, my pulse quickening. “I wouldn’t say that.”
“No?” He stepped closer, his hand brushing mine as he passed me a glass. The touch sent a shiver down my spine. “You’re smart, Alexandra. You see things, even when you pretend not to.”
I didn’t respond, my mind racing. Rhys ha
