~Alistair's POV~
Alex's gaze darkened, the frustration in his eyes shifting into a sudden, hungry heat. "You really want that?" he rasped, his hands sliding down to my hips.
I nodded, my pulse racing. "Yes. I want to be loud."
For a moment, he just stared at me, like he was trying to read everything I wasn't saying.
Then his grip tightened slightly, grounding me.
"You know why I love you?" he murmured.
My breath caught. "Why do you love me?"
He exhaled quietly, like he already knew where my thoughts might go.
"I love everything about you," he said gently. "All of it… even the parts that overthink."
His thumb brushed lightly against my side.
"So don't twist this into something else, okay? Don't make it complicated," he added softly. "Remember … I love you everything about you. Okay."
"Okay, I won't. I promise," I murmured.
