Olivia

“You were amazing in there,” he continued, oblivious to my thoughts. The way you handled Victoria and talked about your work… my grandfather was impressed.”

Really?”

“He doesn’t compliment people often. Trust me, calling you a ‘fine young woman‘ is high praise from Harold Carter.”

I smiled despite myself. “Your grandmother hugged me goodbye.”

“Another good sign. Margaret’s very protective of the family.”

“She told me not to let Victoria get to me.”

Alexander glanced over, his expression softening. ‘Smart advice. Victoria’s all bark and no bite.”

“Those friends of hers had plenty of bite, I muttered, remembering Madison and Stella at the bar.

“They won’t bother you again,” Alexander said, his voice hardening. I’ve made sure of it.”

Something in his tone sent a shiver down my spine. I changed the subject. So what did your grandfather want to discuss in private?”

Alexander’s mouth quirked. “You, actually. He wanted to know if I was serious about you.”

“And what did you tell him?”

“The truth.” At my alarmed look, he clarified. “That I’m very serious about our relationship.”

Relief washed over me. “And he believed you?”

‘He believes what he sees,” Alexander said. “And what he saw tonight was two people who care about each other.”

I turned to look out the window, processing his words. We had played our parts well – perhaps too well. The hand–holding,

felt so natural. Like we were actually a couple in love, not two

observed after

tired,” I lied. “It’s

perfect tonight,” he said

his profile illuminated by the dashboard lights. Strong jaw, straight nose, those intense

my part,” I said, trying to sound

I couldn’t quite read.

blurring past my window. I thought about the evening:

way Alexander had defended me against Victoria’s barbs. It all felt like a strange

in my tiny

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suddenly, ‘my grandmother doesn’t hug

admitted. “She reminds me a little of my mom. Different

Carter built that company alongside my grandfather. She just

behind

man, though few people realized it.”

“Potential for what?”

be more than just a wife. To be

loaded with implications neither of us was ready to

watching the city pass by and wondering how I had gotten myself into

his voice cutting through the hum of

shrugged, keeping my eyes fixed on the passing

overwhelming.” he acknowledged, turning onto a quieter street. “But you handled them

‘Victoria hates me.”

threatens her plans,” he

turned to face him. “She looked at me like I was

with a small smile. “Even as children, she looked at everyone that way. My

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