Alexis replied as she dressed herself, âThis was a one-time thing.
Donât flatter yourself.
â
He ran his tongue over his lower lip and grasped her wrist.
âAnd what if I decide to tell him?â
Alexis met his gaze and asked, âWould you really?â
A smile played on Leonelâs lips.
âThat depends on how you act.
â
His smile held a trace of bitterness.
Deep down, he yearned to ask her to return, but he knew she wouldnât.
Her affections were now with Calvin.
Suddenly, his mood changed.
His demeanor became even colder than before.
He dr@ped himself in a bathrobe and moved towards the balcony with a detached air.
âMiss Fowler, youâre right.
This was just a one-time thing.
â
He lowered his head and continued, still smiling, âNo matter how low I stoop, I donât want leftovers from someone else.
After a moment, he gazed at Alexis.
She caught the expression on his face.
Then she turned her head away and announced, âIâm leaving now.
â
Leonelâs Adamâs apple moved noticeably.
After a pause, he asked, âDo you want me to call a cab for you?â
âI can get one myself,â she replied.
She discarded her dress into the trash.
As she moved to Leave, Leonelâs voice
followed softly.
âDid you dress up so elegantly tonight just to tempt me?â
Alexis didnât respond and she exited swiftly.
The door closed softly behind her.
Leonelâs gaze lingered on the closed door, his thoughts adrift.
Unexpectedly, a warm droplet fell upon his arm.
Realization dawned on him as he lifted his head slightly.
In the aftermath of their intimacy, it became clear to him how completely he had lost her.
As they had s@x, she was distant and barely present.
And the name she softly murmured was not his.
Leonel let out a soft, imperceptible laugh at that moment.
It was nearly two in the morning when Alexis arrived home.
Calvin was still up, waiting.