Chapter 42

XANDER

I don't know how things escalated between Adriana and I. At first, she'd been standing there and she called my name.

Next, I was the one that appeared out of the blue while she was standing, looking confused as hell.

How did I get here? What the hell happened to the other room? What the fuck is going on?

I'm sure I would have paid more attention and thought of finding a way to leave if I hadn't seen her. But I did. And fuck, she was wearing one of those sheer gowns. Her perky little tits begging for my hands, or mouth. I wanted to give her all.

She was her usual aloof self. That proved this wasn't a dream. No way in hell would I dream about her looking sinfully sexy like that and then not have it be a sex dream. Something is happening here, and I'm going to have to figure it out before I die of bluebells. Or die by my mate's hands.

She is telling me the very creative way she plans on doing that. I'm a