Chapter 23 The Unspoken Tension Between Them

• “Dysis,” Alexander said at last, his voice low and velvety, carrying the weight of command yet softened by an undercurrent of something she couldn’t place. “You’re late.”
• She swallowed, trying to steady the flutter in her chest. “I wasn’t aware I was being timed.”
• A shadow of a smirk tugged at his lips, but it vanished almost as quickly as it appeared. He stepped forward, closing the remaining distance between them. His eyes swept over me briefly, not in judgment but with an intensity that left my feeling exposed, seen.