Page 29 of Xavier

“It’s not safe for you right now. Can’t you see what is happening all around you? Damn it Brianna, open your eyes.”

He might be used to women submitting to him and giving in to his every word, but that’s not who I am, and he’s going to learn that the hard way.

“First off, my eyes are open, asshole. Second, I’m safe here. My uncle is on his way, and the killers aren’t coming back. Besides, you’re here now, and you look like you can handle anything that may be a danger to me.”

Why is he so hellbent on keeping me safe?

A memory flashes through my mind of the first thing he said to me at the bonfire.

“It’s not safe for you to be wandering alone, Princess. Especially this far from the party.”

“How do you know your uncle is on his way? Did you call him?”

I roll my eyes. “Of course I did! Someone was just murdered in his restaurant. There’s a lot he has to do before the storm hits.”

“You said it. There’s a lot he has to do, not you.”

“I was a witness. I can’t just leave.”

“Sure you can. No one has to know you were here.”

Is he serious? Does he know I work for the police department? I can’t just leave.

“The police have to know.”

“They can take your statement from the safety of your house.”

Why does he want me to leave? Is he friends with the three men?

Xavier pulls out his phone and reads a message before typing a long reply.

“Is our conversation interrupting something important?”

He glances back at me with a smirk firmly on his face. “Only you leaving and getting home.”

“That’s not happening unless you throw me over your shoulder and carry me home.”

My heart beats faster as I picture him doing just that. Would he give my ass a playful smack as it’s up in the air?

He must be imagining the same thing because his smirk turns into a grin.

I shake that thought away. “That’s not going to happen. I’m staying here and will fight you until my uncle gets here.”

“Tough words for a little girl.”

My eyes widen at his dig. “Little? I’m an adult, I’ll have you know. I’m not a toddler that needs to be told what to do.”

His jaw ticks as he clenches his teeth together. “Then stop acting like a toddler.”

I let out a shocked gasp. “Excuse me?”

He shrugs and walks over to Everett’s body. He takes his time observing the crime scene, being careful not to touch anything.

Fighting with Xavier is not only fun, but it’s thrilling and a total turn on. I want to shove his face into my pussy to shut him up and wipe the cocky smirk off his face.

I want him, that much is clear, and I’d bet he wants me just as much, but it won’t happen. I refuse to give him the satisfaction of winning this argument.

Squatting beside the body, Xavier whispers something to himself before closing Everett’s eyelids. He glances up toward Heaven and makes the sign of the cross with his hands while whispering a prayer.

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