LAURA
The Date
It was a date.
And he'd gone all out.
I couldn't explain my reaction when I stepped out of the house and saw a limousine waiting for us. First thing I did was was give Alex a long look. I mean, there was no mistaking it—the limo was there for us. The driver had tipped his hat in a salute when we came out, a smile on his face and, hell, who else would have a limo waiting outside for them other than this magnificent man who apparently went all out when he took his women out?
A frown settled on my face at that.
His women.
I didn't like the sound of it.
Saying that the little clench my heart gave at the image that accompanied those words was uncalled for and so bloody stupid, would be a huge f*****g understatement. I'd literally told him that there coul
