Page 106 of Xander
Just then, one of the girls said to her friends, “I think baby is so juvenile.”
I held in my snort.
She was insane.
And as I glanced over at the group of them, I knew that it had to be the one who seemed to be high maintenance.
Just then, the door to the coffee shop opened.
I didn’t bother looking up.
That was until an all too familiar tingle started up my spine.
And then I smiled.
His presence enveloped me.
“What’s that smile for, baby?” I heard a whisper against my neck.
That deep rumble caused my lady bits to spark to life.
I twisted my head to look at him, “You. Just you.”
He winked, then pressed a kiss beneath my ear.
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
He winked, “Needed to see you.”
I felt my body go soft at his words.
He saw it.
Read it.
And smiled that soft smile that only I got to see.
Just then, the alarm on my phone sounded, and I moved to turn it off with a sigh.
“Walk me out to my bike, baby?” he asked.
I snickered as I heard the girl mutter, “I’d pay anything for that.”
Xander lifted a brow at my snicker, but I scrunched my nose up at him.
I stood up and tossed my trash.
Then I looked at her and smiled, “Thought you said baby was so juvenile.”
Her cheeks turned red.
I chuckled.
Then I took Xander’s hand as he led me out of the coffee shop.
We stopped in front of his bike.
His arms went around me, pulling me close, then he bent his neck and kissed me hard, deep, and then soft.
