Chapter 9 Rivalry

(Sybil’s POV)

“Dammit. What is he doing here?” John let me go reluctantly and cursed under his breath.

I ignore his comment and try to make myself presentable. When I signal him to do the same, he just leans on his table with an easy smile, showing off his disheveled state.

Alex walked right into the office and wrapped his arms around me, burying his face in my shoulder before I fixed my hair.

It was always surprising when he did this, since he was considerably taller than me. “Sybil, this is a pleasant surprise! I didn’t think I’d see you until tonight!”

He reminded me of a particularly affectionate golden retriever sometimes, the way he held me so tight. You’d think he’d been gone much longer than three years, the way he was clinging to me.

“We didn’t plan to see you this early either. Can you kindly let go of my wife?” I can practically hear the sound of John’s teeth grinding.

“Come on, Alex,” I laughed, gasping for air, “I can’t breathe!”

John walked over to where we were standing