#Chapter396
I lace my fingers through the hand he is holding me with and use my other hand to wrap ours together snugly, dropping my shoes at my feet, suddenly feeling insecure with the mention of that Marianne bitch and needing his touch. I use my toes to draw patterns in the grass as I wait for him, so I’m not staring his way and making my upset obvious while lightly swinging his arm with me from side to side. Alexi’s eyes are on me, watching me amuse myself, his expression softening slightly as he follows my movements.
/"Yeah. Do that. You know the drill, and I will call you after I speak to my dad. Set it up. I’ll sort flights when I get off the phone./" Alexi lifts our joined hands up and looks at the way I have threaded both sets of my fingers in his one hand with an adoring smile before pulling me over firmly and planting a kiss on my lips softly. A smile and a look that says, ‘you’re the cutest’.