Chapter 70

Madison

After dinner, he took me to a rooftop bar with a view that made me gasp. The entire Strip stretched out before us, a glittering carnival of lights and possibility.

“Like it?” he asked, pressing against my back as we stood at the railing.

“It’s beautiful.”

“Not as beautiful as you.” His lips brushed my ear.

I turned slightly to look at him, our faces inches apart. “You always know what to say, don’t you?”

His grin was positively wicked. “Only when it’s true.”

We left the rooftop bar and strolled down the bustling streets of Las Vegas. The city buzzed with energy, a sensory overload of neon lights, music, and laughter.

Alexander’s hand found the small of my back, guiding me through the crowd with an ease that spoke of his confidence.

We made our way to the front of the Bellagio Hotel, where a crowd had gathered to watch the famous fountain show. As the music started and the water danced in sync with it, I couldn’t he