Breaking the Greek's Rules
“She dared hope he was asleep—because hoping he was a figment of her imagination was not a possibility. But even as she did so, Alex’s eyes fluttered open and he rolled to a sitting position.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
Alex rolled his shoulders, working the stiffness out. He had taken off his coat and the stark white of his shirt made his shoulders seem broader than ever. He looked at her levelly. “Waiting for you.”
“It’s late!”
His eyes bored into her. “Five years late.”
“I don’t kno...w what you mean,” she said. Her fingers knotted together.
“You know.” His gaze was steady, his eyes chips of green ice.
“Alex,” she protested.
“We’re done playing games, Daisy.”
“I’m not—”
“We’re going to talk.” There was a thread of steel in his voice now, and as he spoke, he stood up. Slightly more than six feet of whipcord muscle and testosterone somehow filled the room.
Daisy stepped back. “I have to let the dog in.”
He shrugged. “Go ahead.MoreLess
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
Alex rolled his shoulders, working the stiffness out. He had taken off his coat and the stark white of his shirt made his shoulders seem broader than ever. He looked at her levelly. “Waiting for you.”
“It’s late!”
His eyes bored into her. “Five years late.”
“I don’t kno...w what you mean,” she said. Her fingers knotted together.
“You know.” His gaze was steady, his eyes chips of green ice.
“Alex,” she protested.
“We’re done playing games, Daisy.”
“I’m not—”
“We’re going to talk.” There was a thread of steel in his voice now, and as he spoke, he stood up. Slightly more than six feet of whipcord muscle and testosterone somehow filled the room.
Daisy stepped back. “I have to let the dog in.”
He shrugged. “Go ahead.MoreLess
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