Chapter 18

I thought about the way Alexander looked at me over dinner and the intensity of his eyes during that elevator ride. My body flushed hot all over again.

“I am throwing Ryan out,” I said, trying to keep my voice casual. “Trust me, after what he did, I have zero interest in dwelling on him. And I’ll appreciate other handsome men when I’m good and ready.”

“Good. Because Ryan was trash and you deserve better.”

I heard Jake’s voice in the background, followed by Emilia’s muffled response.

“Jake says hi,” she said, coming back to the phone. “Hey, quick question is Alexander single or married? I couldn’t find much about him online.”

I sat up straight. “You searched about him? Why? You want to dump Jake and try your luck with Alexander?”

“Oh, please,” Emilia scoffed. “Jake is good. Why would I dump him? I’m just asking for general knowledge. The man’s a mystery. Most CEOs have their whole life story plastered all over the internet, but there’s hardly anything about his personal life.”

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I bit my lip, thinking about Alexander’s marriage proposal. If I told Emilia about it, she’d either think I was crazy or tell me to accept the proposal.

“I don’t know much,” I said carefully. “Maybe single?”

“Ooh, so he might be available then,” Emilia said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

“Maybe he’s already committed. Why do you ask? Are you thinking about trying your luck with him?”

“No! God, no. I’m very happy with Jake, thank you very much.” I heard rustling on her end of the line. “I’m just curi- ous. How old do you think he is?”

stretched across his broad shoulders, and the definition in his forearms when he’d rolled up his sleeves. He certainly didn’t look like a man in his thirties, more like late twenties. Either he had amazing genes

thirties, huh?” Emilia’s voice took on a teasing tone. “That means he’s

I asked, though I immediately

you want to call it.” Emilia laughed. “Men in their thirties know what they’re doing in bed. They’ve had time

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around my empty apartment as if someone might overhear. “Can you

true!”

flopped back onto my pillow with a groan. “Can we please not discuss my boss’s sexual prowess? I don’t need those images in my

just saying, after

to talk about that either,” I cut

said, immediately softening.

water stain on my ceiling that vaguely resembled Australia. “It’s not just that it’s too soon. I

sex is fun to talk about? Because my best friend just got cheated on and needs reminding that there

said, rolling onto my side. “Trust me, that image of him and Sophia is permanently seared

satisfy you properly but needed other

sat up straight, suddenly angry. “What do you mean he

didn’t notice how you’d change the subject whenever I asked about your sex life? You never seemed excited about it. Not

burned. “That’s not-I mean-it wasn’t

a

my chest, phone pressed to my ear. “I just don’t get it, Em. I don’t understand these people who cheat. Why does someone need another

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