Alexis returned to her book. "Forget it then."

Disappointed, Leonel was surprised when Alexis changed her mind.

"Let's take Evelyn with us," she suggested.

He wanted to insist it was a couple's thing but bit his tongue.

“Sure, Evelyn can come."

He gazed at Alexis, hoping she'd understand.

She hugged him reluctantly, planting a kiss. "I'll get ready."

Leonel lingered, hungry for more.

As Alexis moved to change, he seized the moment, kissing her passionately.

It had been a while since he'd been this bold and heated. It seemed he wanted to consume her, his ardor palpable.

Instinct urged Alexis to resist, but she relented, letting his tongue invade her mouth.

The kiss lingered, and then he pinned her down on the sofa, kissing her passionately, testing her boundaries.

Her long dress slipped down, revealing her curves, teasing him.

They made out for a while. Yet, he didn't take her in the end.

Finally, he held her close, his mature voice teasing. "You're just as stunning as when we got married years ago."

Alexis rested against him, their expressions hidden.

Her voice soft, she suggested, "Shouldn't we go out? I'll change.”

Leonel grinned quietly.

Releasing her, he surveyed her. Alexis appeared composed, neither too warm nor too distant.

Her manner was not overly warm but by no means frigid.