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Alexander considered the question, running his thumb along the rim of his mug. "Not regularly. Maybe once or twice a week, depending on my schedule."
"And who are these lucky ladies? Models? Socialites? Random women from bars?"
Alexander set his coffee mug on the nightstand, leaning back against the headboard with casual confidence. "Depends on the week. Sometimes models I meet at charity events. Sometimes women I connect with at business dinners."
"So you just f**k whoever catches your eye?" I regretted the sharpness in my tone immediately. What did I care who he slept with?
"I'm selective if that's what you're asking. But yes, I enjoy variety."
"And they all get the special Alexander Carter morning-after coffee service?" I clutched my mug tighter, ignoring the strange jealou
