15

I let out a yawn as I opened my eyes and stretched my body, wondering what time I fell asleep yesterday.

"I don't know, but you left me hanging last night," he said as he placed the tray on the bedside table.

He's here? What is he doing here? "Shouldn't you be at work?" I asked him, noticing he was dressed in a three-piece charcoal grey suit.

"How can I go to work when my wife is still asleep, hasn't had her breakfast yet, and has an hour and forty-five minutes to prepare for work?" he said with a playful smile on his face.

I threw the comforter aside and rushed to the bathroom while he was busy laughing. I fixed my hair one last time and left my room, only to find Alexander standing in the living room with his back to me. I thought he left for work.

"Why are you still here?" he turned, his eyes roaming down my body.

"I was waiting for you. Now that you're done, shall we get going?" he asked me as he checked the time on his watch.

"Why the special treatment all of a sudden?" I crossed