Chapter 73 Seventy Three

• ALEXANDER POV
• I blew out a breath and tried to unbutton my tie. Frustrated, I left it alone and focused on my computer. For the third time that morning, I thought of Isabella again. I’d been thinking about her a lot more now. Especially after last night.
• Should I have accepted her offer and eaten her food when she asked me this morning? The tension between us after the fight was still sizzling, and I’m not sure I’d be able to sit down at the dining table with her and not tear her clothes apart. She was gorgeous, truly. She was wearing a robe when she came down to make breakfast and her face was sort of rumpled from sleep. It took all kinds of self control to be able to leave there without immediately rushing her with a kiss or pining my head in-between her legs. It was hard leaving the house without giving her a hard kiss like I usually do.