"I imagine if you did you'd be exhausted." He agreed, shifting closer to her, enjoying the slight pain from her nails, eyes darkening in desire. "And if you were exhausted, you'd have no energy left for me." He added, kissing her again, fingers tightening in her hair.
He lived in the centre of the city, a pent house that could hardly be called an apartment, but he liked it and although it seemed more than too big for just one person, there was hardly ever only one person there. He had a housekeeper, and Stephen Neil was more often there than not, and Morgan or the DA or any number of other guests who he wined and dined. It was not long until the limousine stopped in the underground parking lot, although Alexander was more concerned with Rachel than in their actual location. It was only when the car stopped that he pulled away from her, eyes still dark and mouth pulled into a ravenous smile. "Shall we?" He asked, opening the door and holding his hand out for her.