Chapter 103

Olivia POV

I pulled on my cover-up as we headed back to the house, still feeling the cool dampness of my bikini against my skin.

The afternoon sun filtered through the palm trees, casting dappled shadows across the path.

Alexander walked slightly ahead of me, and I couldn’t help but notice the way his muscles moved beneath his shirt, still damp from our swim.

“The chef should have lunch ready by now,” Alexander said, glancing back at me. “You hungry?”

“Starving,” I admitted. “Swimming always makes me ravenous.”

“Good. Miguel makes an amazing ceviche.”

As we approached the house, I found myself studying Alexander’s profile, the strong line of his jaw, the way his hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck, where it was still wet. I’d been so focused on the contractual nature of our relationship that I hadn’t really allowed myself to fully appreciate just how ridiculously handsome my new husband was.

“What are you staring at?” A