His to protect.
Alexander's POV
I hated how far apart I was from her. I hated the fact that I did not know where she was, what she was thinking, how she was faring.
It was a little guilt that ate up my heart as I nursed the beer.
" I thought you would be more into this party of a thing," one of Bryan's friends at the bachelor's party said, patting me on the shoulder.
I resisted the rising urge to pluck his hands off of his shoulders, suddenly feeling angry at everything but nothing in particular.
Around me were strippers. One of his friends had thought it would be more fun if they brought some strippers along for this event and I could see them all grinding on the half-naked women zealously as Bryan laughed, making sure to stay away from them.
" This is not my type of scene," I sa
