I drummed my fingers against the dashboard nervously, peering out of the passenger's window to see if Xavier was coming at occasional intervals. It was way past ten minutes. And it seemed I had been trolled. My head hit the headboard of the chair I sat on in sadness as I contemplated, how stupid I must have looked, trying to seduce a man who clearly didn't want me. The night sky was dark above me, and I could still hear the cheering and songs at the ball from the car park. The idiot was probably still there having the time of his life. While I sat waiting rather fruitlessly. A frustrated sound rose in my throat like bile and I bit my lip down to stop the tears. Why was I trying so hard for a man who didn't give a fuck. What was the difference between me and Celine at this point? The shuffling of feet jolted me out of my self-pity and wallowing. I sat upright, cleaning my face. Xavier knocked on the window, looking frazzled. What the hell had happened? He gestured at the driver's d
Xavier pulled away from me, panting heavily. "Bed," he mumbled.I squealed in surprise when he hoisted me up in his arms suddenly and began trudging through the house at a rapid pace. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he found the bedroom and slowly lowered me to my feet, capturing my lips yet again in a passionate kiss. One of his hands gently cradled my neck and he pulled away to feast on it while his other hand toyed with the zipper of my dress. I dug my fingers into his back, crying in pleasure as he sucked and nibbled on the groove of my neck. He broke the kiss, heavily breathing on my face as he turned me around, taking hold of the zipper. Slowly, as if he had all the time in the world, he slid the zipper down. "Oh, Hailey. Are you sure about this?" He asked, placing open-mouthed down my exposed back and I moaned in agreement. "Fuck." He whispered, pushing the dress off me until it fell to my feet. For a minute, I stood under his appraisal, covered in just my panti
"Hailey, I'll come. You need to let go-" he trailed off with a groan as I bobbed my head over his member, sucking harder. I wanted it. I tried to tell him by looking straight up into his eyes and he surrendered afterwards, flooding my mouth. I waited until he stopped shuddering before pulling away. "Okay that was nasty," I mumbled, my eyes coursing through the room for a bathroom. He chuckled and fell on the bed, looking rather spent. "You refused to let go. You asked for it." Finding the bathroom, I rushed into it and tried to rinse my mouth several times. It wasn't that he tasted bad, I just thought it would probably be weird for him to kiss me after that. And I hoped for a lot of kisses. My body zinged and tingled with giddiness as I stared at myself in the mirror after washing up. I wanted more. I wanted the real deal and after blowing myself a kiss in the mirror, I strutted out of the bathroom to see a grinning Xavier on the bed. "You took your time in there," he said, lyin
Warm hands caressed me awake and I moaned, turning away from it. I felt so utterly tired and wanted some sleep. Besides, I probably imagined it. Where would warm hands come from in my bed?"Hailey," A deep silvery voice murmured and I felt someone place a kiss on my arm trailing his mouth downwards until he reached my fingertips. My eyes flitted open as I recalled who it was that I was in bed with. Xavier. My husband Xavier Lowell. My heart jostled wildly within my rib cage and I sat still for a while. I had sex with Xavier. Scratch that, I had mind-numbing and earth-shattering sex with Xavier. The room was dimly lit and I tried to find a clock to know what the time was, but Xavier's insistent kisses were too hot and melting for me to resist. "I know you're awake," he whispered in my ears and I giggled. We were naked. I was lying on my side, with my back facing him, enjoying the feel of his hands as they roamed my body. His palm, rough and large, settled lightly on my waist, palm
It was barely morning when I stumbled into Susie's car, my face stricken with tears. The sun had just begun to rise, lighting up the sky slowly. I slammed the door close and thankfully, Susie asked no questions. She simply drove out of Xavier's townhouse and sped down the road. Placing a hand over my mouth, I sobbed furiously, my head leaning against the window. It wasn't supposed to hurt so much. Leaving him finally. It wasn't supposed to feel like a part of me had been torn away and left behind with the many miles that increased between us. I closed my eyes as I recalled when I had woken up. It was my phone ringing somewhere in the house. I hadn't the slightest clue where I was at first but Xavier's peaceful snores and his heavy arm around me reminded me quickly. It had taken quite a while to slip away from the bed without awakening him and at first, I hadn't even been able to walk properly. Even now as I sat in the car, I was so sore. The caller had been Susie. We had planned th
I eyed the crowd that had formed outside the cafe from the glass walls warily glanced back at Susie and mouthed "Oh my God." We stood in the cafe, setting the tables and getting ready for the launch which was in twelve minutes! To say I was nervous was an understatement. This was a huge deal for me. For Laura and Susie too. And it did not help that ever since I had stepped out of the house without the blonde wig, half the people we met on the road recognized me. One of them must have tipped off the paparazzi because that would explain how there were so many people with cameras and recorders, eagerly waiting. "I'm screwed," I told Susie and she shrugged beside me. "You knew this would happen." She said, I glared at her. "That doesn't mean I can't be nervous about it! Everyone will have questions! I can't handle a crowd that big!" She grinned and slid an arm over my shoulders. "You're not alone, woman. We got you. Look and you got Walter too." I looked in the direction she was tip
"Sir!" I hissed, not wanting to yell because I didn't want to call people's attention to us. One paparazzi was already too much to handle. If all of them came to the counter, my first launch day would all be in the mud. The man in the hoodie stopped trying to get in through the side door. And then he lifted his head, staring me in the face with familiar dark blue eyes that grazed my entire body and sent me into freeze mode. "Xavier," I whispered, blinking rapidly to be sure he wasn't an apparition. Xavier stood before me, dressed in a hoodie and cargo pants. The last clothing I would ever imagine he would wear in public. It seemed he didn't want people to recognize him. "Let me in Hailey." He murmured. Susie gasped behind me when she heard his voice and shook her head. "Don't you dare! Go fuck yourself, Xavier." He ignored her, his eyes holding mine and sending my brain into overdrive. What was he doing here? He was not supposed to be anywhere near me! He was supposed to be in V
My world turned upside down and for a minute I just stared at him confused about how to react. Did he need me? What the hell was happening at the moment?! It better not be a prank. Fuck it, prank or not, I had work to do and he had to get out of here. So instead of swooning and falling at his feet, I opted for a second option.I laughed and shook my head. "Okay, seriously, why are you here?" Hurt slashed across his face and I was taken aback. I had never seen him look so vulnerable before and it was unsettling. He's pretending. A voice in my head whispered. You know he is. I knew. I did. But that didn't make me feel any better. Why would he need to pretend? "I..." A shadow fell on his face and he shook his head. The vulnerable look in his eyes was gone and replaced with the amused expression he always wore around me. I wasn't sure which one made me hurt worse.Taking a few steps back, he surveyed the kitchen and clasped his hands behind his back. "I just wanted to see. The news