FAYE
I carried the bottle of wine over to the table.
It had been my idea to include it.
If I was going to surprise Alexander with dinner, I wanted the entire evening to feel different. Slower, more intimate. Something that would pull him away from work, even if only for an hour.
I picked up the bottle and uncorked it before carefully pouring wine into both glasses.
All the while...
I could feel his eyes on me.
Not just looking.
Watching.
The kind of gaze that made me increasingly aware of every little movement I made.
I tried to ignore it as I finished pouring the second glass, but the longer it continued, the more self-conscious I became.
I finally looked up.
He was still watching me.
There was no embarrassment on his face.
No attempt whatsoever to hide it.
He simply sat th
