Olivia
Alexander met my brother's gaze steadily. "To make her happy. To build a life together. The usual things a man wants with a woman he cares about."
"And the fact that she works for you doesn't complicate things?" Nick pressed.
"It did at first," Alexander admitted. "But we've worked through it. Olivia reports to the marketing director, not directly to me."
"How convenient," Nick muttered.
"It is," Alexander agreed pleasantly. "Full house, by the way." He laid down his cards, and Ethan groaned.
"That's the third hand in a row," Ethan complained. "Are you counting cards?"
"I don't need to," Alexander replied, gathering the pretzels. "Your face gives everything away."
An hour into their game, the waiting room door opened, and a nurse appeared. We all froze, and cards suspended m
