—Alexander's POV—
The smudged kiss mark on my neck, the lipstick stain on my normally pristine collar, small subtle hints of what had happened on the car ride here.
I knew the press would eat it up.
Our make-out session in the car might not be as heated as everyone wanted to imagine, but it was worth it.
Did I wish that it was the steamy quickie the press was probably thinking happened? Of course, I did.
Looking at my fiancée I could tell that she wasn't happy. If anything she was pissed off with me, but right now I didn't care.
I got to make out with her, although we were rudely interrupted by my assistant and the world, and now everyone knew that I was hers.
Hopefully, all those desperate women would stop trying to get their claws into me now that I was a taken man.
"Earth to Alexander!" I heard Lexington call out, pulling me back from my thoughts. "Where did you go, man?"
