Alex’s senses went on alert. He hadn’t expected Jennifer to confront him. His gaze met hers and she didn’t look away. Hell, she didn’t even flinch. He had a feeling he wasn’t going to like what she had to say. When he’d finished his shower and come back into the room, the food he’d ordered had arrived. Jennifer had taken the time to place it on the coffee table. Following her lead, he’d sat across from her and they’d eaten. They’d talked, sure. About work. A little about his family. More about hers. Just not about what had happened between them. Because he’d never garnered the nerve to apologize. Now it was too late. She’d taken the bull by the horns. “All right.” Alex studied her guarded expression. Every muscle in his body tensed as he waited for her to speak. “Alex…” Sitting on the edge of her seat, Jennifer hesitated, searching for the right words. She’d rehearsed them over and over again in her mind, but saying them out loud wasn’t as easy as she’d hoped.
