Alexander's POV
He ruined me. He ruined me. He ruined me. Stephanie's words were replaying in his mind. They had been replaying all night. He wasn't able to get a wink of sleep. He wanted to find the man who hurt her, and he waved to kill him. It took all the power he could muster not to find the guy at that exact time, but he knew he couldn't do that. He couldn't leave her to her own vices when she was so vulnerable. He felt like such a jerk for not paying attention to her last night. If he had kept his eye on her, the bastard wouldn't have had access to her.
He was trying to make up for being a jerk by making her breakfast. Yes yes he knows that can barely make up for anything, but he has a whole day planned to relieve her stress and make her forget about everything.
He was done plating and was contemplating going to call her. When she walked down the stairs, sniffing the air, it was so adorable.
