Chapter 398: Enemies To Lovers
"You look tired, you should rest," Serena said as she looked at the bed. "The kids took your bed, but you can still sleep on one end. It’s big enough."
"And you?" he asked, his gaze fixed on her beautiful face, which seemed focused only on their sleeping arrangements.
"I can sleep on the other side. Let me shift the kids a little closer," she said and was about to move toward the bed, but he pulled her back—her back colliding with the firm, warm torso of a tall man. A pair of long arms wrapped around her as she heard him speak in his deep voice.
"We finally meet after a long wait—god knows how many months—and you’re already planning to sleep on the other side of the bed? Are you planning to play ignorant?"
Serena’s heart skipped a beat at the suggestive tone in his voice.
They rarely got to meet, but whenever they did, he always reminded her how deeply passionate he was—and made up for all the time they had spent apart.
Alexander turned her around to face him, his intense gaze boring into her delicate face, which hadn’t changed at all in his eyes—even after so long.
She swallowed hard. "Alex..."
He lowered his face and asked, his lips almost brushing hers, his warm breath burning against her cold skin, "Didn’t you miss me?"
Her hands clutched his dark shirt, her breathing turned shallow as she finally replied, "As much as you did."
He stepped back slightly, took her hand, and led her to the other door in his room, which opened into his private study attached to the bedroom. He guided her toward the dark leather couch.