FAYE
By the time I lowered the phone from my ear, Alexander was already looking at me.
Not just looking at me.
He was waiting.
Waiting for me to explain exactly what I thought I had just done.
I smiled sheepishly.
He didn't.
For a brief second, neither of us said anything.
Then I let out a quiet sigh and walked over to him.
"Don't look at me like that."
He raised an eyebrow.
"Like what?"
"Like you're trying to figure out whether to scold me or thank me."
"I'm leaning toward the first option," he said.
I couldn't help smiling.
Of course he was.
I reached out and lightly held onto his forearm, hoping to soften him up before attempting my defense.
"Alexander..."
He simply looked at me.
"You remember I told you I was worried about her."
His expression remained hard.
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