Chapter 65

As soon as I put on Xavier's shirt, I went to bed. Its smell enveloped me and that was divine. Just wearing his shirt was heaven. Then in his, rather our bed. At least the day ended well.

I lay down under the covers and stared at the ceiling. I had enough to think about in the mental chaos. But I didn't bring in the right order. As well as? I didn't have much information.

I was relieved when the bathroom door opened. My eyes automatically fell on Xavier, which I shouldn't have done. He just had a towel wrapped around his waist. The next problem was that I had trouble tearing myself away from the sight.

Your mate evoked so many new feelings. But let's be realistic. Who could look away at this godlike figure? That was beyond any competence.

Xavier walked over to his wardrobe and yes I checked in on him. Again yes, that was too stupid for me. There was a high probability that he had felt my eyes on him. But alone this six pack. Even his back was rarely attractive. I do