We walk up the path towards the house in silence. I try to act like the chill isn’t bothering me. I try to be immune, just like Aleks. But my teeth are chattering by the time we get inside.
The moment the door is shut, Aleks starts stripping down. He removes his shirt first, discarding it on his tiled floors. Then he starts unbuttoning his pants.
“What are you doing?” I ask in alarm.
“What does it look like I’m doing? You better get out of those clothes, too.”
“I’ll wait,” I say. “You do realize the maids are around, don’t you?”
He raises his eyebrows. “It’s nothing they haven’t seen before.”
He notices. “Something wrong, Olivia?”
“Of course not,” I snap. “I don’t care who’s seen you naked. It’s none of my business anyway.”
“Then why do you look like a jealous wife?”
My eyes fall
