Love Unspoken

Quinn cast her gaze downward, her head bobbing in a faint nod.

Without warning, Alexander cast off the covers, rising from the bed and slipping into his robe. With purposeful strides, he exited the room, not returning for the remainder of the night. As dawn broke, Quinn stirred awake to find the space beside her in bed cold and vacant. After a morning spent in routine tasks, she rose and prepared herself for the day ahead. Making breakfast was as habitual for her as the sunrise itself. Once the meal was neatly arranged on the dining table, she made her way to the study, her steps light and brisk. The study door was slightly ajar, creaking open at her gentle knock.

Alexander hadn't left the house; instead, he had spent the night sprawled on the study's sofa.

The sofa, though long, barely accommodated his tall frame. One leg stretched out on the cushions, while the other rested on the floor, his black robe cascading down and pooling at his feet.

His bare chest and exposed leg presented a sight that was undeniably captivating. Most women would likely lose their composure at such a scene.

Quinn approached him, gently nudging his shoulder.

His eyes snapped open suddenly, his gaze locking onto hers.

She gestured towards the dining room: Breakfast.

He remained unmoved, his gaze unwavering.

Clad in her pink fleece pajamas, a cartoon bear apron tied over them, her hair casually bundled at the back of her head with stray tendrils draping around her shoulders, she stood there. The soft morning light filtering through the window lent a serene softness to her demeanor.

response, Quinn raised her hand to gesture again, only to

he pulled her

breakfast?" he

but found herself restrained by his hold, unable to move. His intense gaze

fished her phone out of her pajama pocket, showing him the time it was nearly

at the phone's screen

from his grasp, Quinn dashed out of the

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watching her hasty retreat

on the table, he finally made

asked her to accompany

rush off so quickly after work. Wait for me." Quinn paused, but before she could

if it was just her imagination that Alexander seemed more protective

to meet Getty, now he was bringing

she was to inform him

he worried about

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receiving. The thought that she could still visit Juliet settled her heart. As for everything else, she decided to let it be. Upon entering the office, Quinn was