Chapter 64

Olivia

He took a sip from his mug, leaning against the railing. The robe gaped further, and I forced my eyes to stay on his face.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked, his voice still rough with sleep.

“Yes,” I lied, hoping he couldn’t tell I’d spent half the night acutely aware of his body next to mine.

“Liar,” he said, but his tone was amused rather than accusatory. “You tossed and turned for hours.”

I felt my cheeks heat. “The ocean is loud.”

“Mmm. He clearly didn’t believe me but didn’t press the issue. Instead, he gazed out at the water, the morning sunlight highlighting the sharp angles of his face.

We sipped our coffee in silence for a few minutes. Despite the oddity of being in my boss’s beach house after a night in his bed, it felt almost peaceful.

“We’ll be meeting my family in a few days,” Alexander said suddenly, breaking the silence.

I nearly choked on my coffee. “What?”

“My family,” he repeated calmly, his eyes meeting mine with a steady gaze. “A family dinner at the estate.”

“Wait, wait, wait.” I set my mug down with a clatter. “Your family? As in, your grandfather who made this whole marriage ultimatum? That family?”

“Yes, Olivia. That family.” His lips quirked. “Unless you think I have another secret family stashed away somewhere.”

“With you, who knows?” I muttered. “But seriously, isn’t this moving a bit fast?”

Alexander shrugged, the movement causing his robe to slip further off one shoulder. “Time is a luxury I don’t have.”

I chewed my lip, anxiety bubbling in my stomach. “What if they don’t like me? What if they can tell this is all fake?”

“It’s not fake,” he corrected. “It’s strategic. And they’ll like you because I’ve chosen you.”

work,” I said, rolling my eyes. “They’re not your employees who

they

raised an eyebrow. “That’s

the table between our chairs. “You’ll be fine. Just

marketing executive who’s marrying

as my partner,” he corrected, his voice firmer. “The woman who impressed me enough to consider

deal,

your company.”

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Chapter 64

His eyes held mine.

looked

dinner?”

“Saturday evening.”

As in, four days

“Yes.”

a deep breath, trying to calm the panic rising in my chest. “You could have given me more

notice now.” He picked up his coffee again, sipping it casually as if we were discussing

about your family before I meet them,” I said, trying to sound professional instead of terrified. “Their names, relationships,

you,” he promised. “We can go over

to tell me before we go,” I

lips curved into a smile. “Worried

rather not embarrass myself in front of my future

be fake,” he pointed out. “Once we’re married, they’ll legally be

just pretending to date

“Shit,” I whispered.

asked, watching me

said

“You said that already.”

snapped, then immediately regretted my tone. “Sorry. I’m just

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