Chapter 90

Olivia POV

I lay in the darkness, acutely aware of his presence beside me. Despite the enormous bed, I could feel the heat radiating from his body. I shifted, trying to get comfortable.

“Can’t sleep?” his voice came through the darkness.

“Just adjusting,” I replied. “It’s a new bed.”

“And a new husband,” he added, a smile in his voice.

“That too.”

“Would it help if I moved to one of the guest rooms?”

The offer surprised me. “No, that’s... It’s fine. We’re adults. We can share a bed.”

“Just because we can doesn’t mean we should,” he said. “I meant what I said on the plane. I can be patient.”

I rolled onto my side to face him, though I could barely make out his silhouette in the dark. “Why did you really bring me here, Alexander? The whole island to ourselves, this massive bedroom... it feels like you expected more than sleep.”

“I hoped,” he admitted. “But I didn’t expect. There’s a difference.”

“What exactly did