He tilted his head to the side, awaiting her answer.
"I'm not hiding anything," Alexandra muttered softly. "It's just girly things a man should not know about." She stood before him, closer than arm's length, though she hadn't even realized it.
"Really...?" he drawled, his voice deep and slow. Then, without warning, he caught her wrist, pulling her onto his lap. Alexandra gasped as she found herself sitting on his right thigh, her legs tucked between his. His grip was firm yet gentle, and her body flushed with an unfamiliar heat.
"But you are my wife," he whispered, his breath warm against her ear. "Why should I be left out of such girly matters? I want to know..." His voice was laced with seductive intent, the tone sending a wave of shivers up her spine.
