7:56 pm., that same day...
The dim glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm hue over the luxurious bedroom. Alexander lay sprawled on the bed, his shirt already discarded on the floor.
Eleanor straddled him, her silk nightgown sliding up her thighs as she leaned down to kiss him deeply.
His hands roamed her back, pulling her closer.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured against her lips, his voice husky and Eleanor smiled, brushing her fingers through his hair.
"And you're so impatient," she teased, leaning in for another kiss.
Alexander chuckled, flipping her gently onto her back and leaning over her. "Can you blame me? You're too hot!"
Just as he was reaching for the strap of her nightgown, Eleanor's phone buzzed on the nightstand, the screen lighting up.
She turned her head slightly, noticing the notification.
"Leave it," Alexander murmured, his lips trailing down her neck.
