The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 60

Olivia

“Looks amazing,” I said, my voice coming out huskier than intended.

“Wait until you taste it.” Alexander handed me a plate and grabbed his wine glass. “Let’s eat outside.”

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I followed him to the deck, where a table overlooked the ocean. The moon cast a silver path across the water, and the sound of waves crashing against the rocks below created a peaceful soundtrack.

We sat across from each other, and I twirled some pasta onto my fork, taking a bite. The flavors exploded in my mouth: sweet tomatoes, sharp cheese, perfectly al dente pasta.

“Oh my god, I moaned, unable to help myself. “This is incredible.”

Alexander’s eyes darkened slightly. “I told you.”

“Seriously, you could open a restaurant.”

Tll stick to running my company,” he said with a small smile. “Cooking is just a hobby.”

We ate in comfortable silence for a while, the food too good to interrupt with conversation. I caught Alexander watching me

a few times, his gaze intense in a way that made heat pool in my belly.

“What?” I finally asked after the third time I caught him staring.

You enjoy your food enthusiastically,” he said, his voice dropping an octave. “It’s distracting.”

my cheeks

I like watching

double meaning wasn’t lost on me. I took another sip of

subject, “you come here to escape. What are you escaping from

thoughtfully. “Expectations, mostly. Everyone wants something from me. The board, my family, the press. Here, I can

his candor. “Having a place to

about you? Where do you go when you need to

“My bathtub? Not quite as impressive as an oceanfront property,

eyes met mine over the rim of his glass. “Though my bathtub here has a much better view. You should try it

him naked, flashed through my mind unbidden. Steam rose around our bodies, his hands skimming over my wet skin, my back against

vivid, so tantalizingly real, that I had to press my thighs together under the table. My body hummed with a desire I hadn’t felt in longer than I cared to admit, making it hard to

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took another

is amazing.” I said, desperately

but allowed the deflection. “Glad you like it. Simple food done well

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plates together. The kitchen felt even smaller now, our bodies constantly brushing against each other as we moved around the space. Each

a plate, Alexander reached past me for the dish soap, his chest pressing against my back again. This time, I was sure it wasn’t accidental. His hips aligned perfectly with mine, and

my fingers into the

murmured, not sounding sorry at all.

stepped aside and created some distance, but

the only indication that he noticed. His hand came to rest

warning and a question all

I replied, my voice barely

we should.” But

was thick enough to cut with a knife. Then,