Chapter 12
Chelsea held Alex’s hand tight, not wanting to let go of him and the strength he offered. She was still rattled from seeing Stefano and the Duc over dinner, but only because she hated her old life.
Every time she stared into Alex’s soulful gaze, she saw behind him to the table she would have drifted toward if she was with anyone else. Stefano so often made her feel stupid and insipid and his friend would probably be too much like him.
Until she met Alex, she never felt supported and protected in anyone’s arms. He was awesome and special and hers.
Hopefully Alex had closure now and it was time they both moved on.
At last the long dinner was over and Alex led her outside.They walked toward the Louvre and the garage where his car had been parked all day. “If you want to talk a
