Rebecca
No matter that he knows I can take care of myself, by the time we got back to the company, Alexi was waiting in my office. He was seated in the chair that was in front of my desk. He looked pissed. His body was tense, there was a fierce scowl on his face, and his lips were pinched tightly. Obviously, one of the guards called ahead. I shut my door, wondering if we were going to have our first fight. I sure hope we didn’t. The thought of his anger towards me twisted my stomach.
“I took care of it,” I said.
“I know. Doesn’t mean I don’t worry. You are my woman. You should never have been put in that situation in the first place.”
“Alexi, I run a foundation for abused women. I’m bound to run into a disgruntled husband. I can and obviously have kicked some ass.”
He visibly relaxed
