#Chapter 82: The Big Man

I did believe that Alexander was very sorry. But believing the promises he kept making me was not quite as easy. I asked him for some space after we returned from dinner. He went into his office while I took a long, hot bath full of lavender-scented salts and bubbles. When I got out and went to change into some sleep clothes in my dressing room, I heard the quiet sounds of him returning, closing his office door behind him and then closing himself into the bathroom. The tub finished draining and the shower came on. I crawled into bed trying to decide how I was feeling. My mind would not be quiet now. It kept circling on a mystery. What were those words that Alexander had almost said, but couldn’t? Even if I could have dragged them out of his mouth by force, I wouldn’t have. He needed to offer them up on his own. Alexander exited the bathroom in a cloud of steam. I kept my head set on the pillow. He paced around the room for a minute, but I didn’t look up. Just tugged th