Chapter 53

Olivia

He leaned across the console, his face inches from mine. For a heart–stopping moment, I thought he was going to kiss me. Instead, he brushed his lips against my forehead, just as he had the day before.

“Get some rest,” he murmured. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

I nodded, unable to form words with him so close. His cologne wrapped around me, spicy and expensive, making my head. swim.

“Goodnight, Alex,” I managed finally, reaching for the door handle.

“Goodnight, Liv.”

True to his word, Alexander appeared at my door at precisely seven–thirty the next morning, bearing coffee and a bag from my favorite bakery.

“How did you know about Marlowe’s?” I asked, accepting the bag of pastries.

You mentioned it once,” he shrugged, following me into the kitchen. “You said they had the best croissants in LA.”

I blinked, surprised he’d remembered such a trivial detail. “Well, you’re right. They do.”

We ate quickly, then headed to the hospital. The day passed in a blur of activity as Dad was moved from ICU to a regular room. The improvement was immediate and dramatic; his color was better, his voice stronger, and he was fully alert.

There she is,” Dad greeted me when I entered his new room. “My favorite daughter.”

“I’m your only daughter,” I reminded him, kissing his cheek. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I’ve been hit by a truck,” he admitted. “But a smaller truck than yesterday.”

progress. “Everything looks excellent, Mr. Morgan. Your heart is responding well to the bypasses. If you continue like this, you could be home by the end of the

muttered. “No offense, Doc, but

take it easy for several weeks. No lifting, no

already fretting about his

for at least six weeks,” Dr. Weaver said firmly. “Your body needs time to heal.

weeks.”

“We’ll manage. The kids will

we will,” I agreed, already mentally rearranging my

Dad fixed me with a stern look. “So, your boss.

I acknowledged. “But he’s been very supportive

reserving judgment. “He’s older than you.”

Chapter 53

eight years,” I said. “It’s

“And he’s your boss.”

but I don’t report directly

studied my face.

just as it had when Ethan asked. “I think so,” I said honestly. “It’s still new, but…

my hand. “Just be careful. Men with money and

Dad,” I assured him. “I’m being careful.”

changes to his diet. I

to the hospital in the morning, spend a few hours with Dad, then head to the office for the afternoon. Carter Enterprises was surprisingly accommodating about my situation.

my marketing campaigns, grateful for the distraction. The team

your dad doing?” Nova asked one afternoon as we

relieved. “The doctor says

“And how’s

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