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But I did notice that the tick in his jaw had stopped.
He kept his gaze on the fire pit and then took a drag from his cigarette.
So, since he didn’t say no, I nodded and then walked a few feet away and laid my blanket down and then settled down on it on my back and gazed at the stars. Waiting for the Milky Way to present itself.
And as soon as I saw it, I gasped.
It was stunning.
Incredibly stunning.
What I didn’t know was that the big man who dwarfed the seat near me had turned his head to see the sight in front of me.
However, it only held his attention for a few moments.
Because something else had captured his attention, unlike ever before.
Me.
‘Every Saint has a past. Every Sinner has a future.’
– Xander’s Secret Thoughts.
Chapter 3
Xander
After years and years of being alone, it's something that I’ve come to crave.
That was what I thought, at least untilher.
I saw her the day she had arrived, but she hadn’t seen me.
I’d heard the term fucking gorgeous.
But never before have I thought that about a woman.
Sure, the last woman I had a friends-with-benefits kind of situation with was pretty.
But this woman... holy shit.
She had long dark locks, the perfect fucking body.
Hourglass.
Plump tits.
A rounded ass.
A little pudge to her belly that her shirt didn’t bother hiding.
Fucking perfect.
But what was stunning were her eyes.
Eyes that seemed to glisten.
Eyes that seemed hazel in color, but if you looked deep enough, I swore there were little golden tawny flecks in them.
