Chapter 192

Madison

I followed the sound, my heels clicking against the hardwood floors. I found him standing at the stove, stirring something in a pot. He’d changed from his business suit into dark jeans and a fitted black Henley that showcased the muscles of his back and arms. The casual look suited him almost as well as his tailored suits.

Alexander turned, his eyes traveling slowly from my face down to my heels and back up again. The intensity of his gaze made my skin warm.

He set the wooden spoon down and approached me, stopping just close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from his body. “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you,” I managed, acutely aware of how small the kitchen suddenly felt. “What are you making?”

“Risotto.” He returned to the stove. “And seared scallops.”

I peered over his shoulder at the creamy rice simmering in the pot. The aroma made my mouth water.

“Need any help?” I asked, setting my clutch on the counter.