~Alistair's POV~
Even if it was just for a night… I needed to be with my husband.
God… I missed him already.
My phone buzzed almost immediately. It was Alex.
"I'm already in the car, baby. I'm ten minutes away from your mom's place. Be ready."
"Alex, wait," I said, my voice small. "Don't come to the house. Meet me at the hotel. I just sent you the address."
Silence stretched over the line, heavy and uneasy.
"The hotel?" Alex repeated, his voice dropping. "What are you talking about, Alis? Why would we go to a hotel when we have a home to go back to?"
"I just… I want us to spend some time there. Just the two of us. We can have fun, order room service…" I trailed off, trying to sound normal, but even I could hear the strain in my voice.
"Don't give me that," Alex snapped, his tone sharp, laced with suspicion. "Go to a hotel to 'have fun'? What happened to our house? What happened to our bed? Why can't we just go home?"
"Alex, please, just listen first—"
