chapter 69.

Alana’s point of view. Once we were back inside, Alec settled into the living room, pouring himself another glass of whiskey. I hesitated near the doorway, trying to find the courage to ask for what I wanted. I wasn't sure why I felt shy about it. "Are you coming? I'll put on the next episode. I think we stopped at episode 13?" Alec called out, engrossed in wrangling the TV remote. It was thoughtful of him to pour a glass of champagne for me. I certainly felt I would need it. "Sure, coming right up," I replied, walking over to him and picking up my glass. As I sipped on the champagne, I watched him closely. He sat back on the sofa, still dressed in his clothes. Finally, I mustered the courage to ask, "Are you staying dressed like that?" Alec flashed a sly smile and replied, "If you want to see me naked, Mrs. Fisher, all you've got to do is ask." With that, he got up, slowly shedding his clothes. Alec started very slowly, very teasingly. As he undid the buttons of his top one by one