XANDRY
Have you seen your life before your eyes? It’s a phenomenon even scientists believed that your life history flashed before your eyes in your near-death experienced, but I was not dying. Far from it, as far as I knew. The moment I saw my baby inside the transport incubator, everything flashed back like a black and white movie.
My legs weakened as I reluctantly walked toward the glass window of the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit. It was overwhelming, yet terrifying. Overwhelming that I was a dad. I couldn’t wait to touch her, to cuddle her, hear her first cry, change her diaper, feed her, watch over her all night till she fell asleep. A lot of things came into my mind—protective instinct was one of them, scaring boys away, purchasing shotgun—scratched that—hiring a bodyguard was less brutish.
Hell, it’s terrifying. I raked my trembling fingers through my hair, then rubbed my palms to my face—my wet face. Xandr
BLAINEAnxiety shuddered through my nerves as I watched Xandry sprinting toward our direction with the most gorgeous and glorious smile I’d ever seen. He was wearing a crumpled white shirt, sleeves rolled up his elbows, and dark grey pants. His disheveled hair was longer than the last time I saw him. He had dark circles under his eyes and days worth of scruff.Ben was already jumping with excitement beside me. “Mommy, it’s Sandry! Mommy, look he’s coming!” It didn’t end there. He slipped his hand off my grip and ran toward Xandry.“Ben!” With trembling fingers, I covered my mouth, my eyes bulged as I watched Xandry lifted up him into a hug. My son wrapped his arms around Xandry’s neck and legs around his waist.Oh. My. God.“Ben, you seem not too excited to see me, huh, buddy?” Xandry tickled Ben as soon as he put down to his feet.Ben giggled, blocking Xandry’s hand with his tiny one. “Mommy said, I won’t se
XANDRYMy gut was tied into a thousand knots. The kind that it took days to settle. I could feel the hesitation in her action, see the confusion and worry in those eyes, but above all, there was hope in that embrace. I could feel the pulsating of her vein, the quickening of her heartbeat— only for me.I left her though my heart told me not to. At least her heart didn’t lie—and that was what I was holding onto.I had plans for tomorrow, so I slept like dead the moment I rested my head down against my pillow.The constant ringing of my phone woke me up from a deep slumber— it was a call from the hospital, telling me that Sunshine had wakened up.“Hey, how do you feel?” I smiled down at Sunshine still on her bed. She looked better—a light pink color tinged on her face, though her body was still weak, she was able to seat on the bed without support.They transferred her to the private room I paid for h
BLAINEWe almost kissed if Ben didn’t save me from a serious humiliation. I couldn’t blame myself for being drawn to him because I knew how it felt like to be kissed by Xandry. On the other hand, I wanted to hit myself in the head for thinking of kissing in front of my child. My heart shrank as I pressed my lips tight, ducking my chin against my knees as I continued berating myself in my mind.And friends don’t kiss, do they?A soft knock got me back from frowning. I composed myself. “Come in, B.”Bianca emerged from the door and let herself in. She looked like hiding her life-size Peppa pig plush doll under her silky light pink nighties. She locked the door softly behind her. Ben was already sleeping in the other room.“Why are you still up, hot mamma?” I eyed her quizzically as she sat on my bed like we used to do back in our home when we talked about boys.“Kyland has a night out with Pyke and Lev
XANDRY“No, you’re lying!” Blaine exclaimed, then chuckled sarcastically.I carefully closed the door behind me, and they haven’t noticed me got in. I shifted my gaze between Blaine and Sunshine, who was crossing her arms over her chest, lips pressed together. Her eyes narrowed back at Blaine.My brows furrowed. “Lying about what?” I moved closer to Blaine, and their posture turned rigid like a deer caught in the headlights.“Your coffee, sweetheart.” I gave her the medium cup.With a short and jerky movement, she took it and mumbled thank you.Sunshine cleared her throat, causing me to shift my gaze back to her. “I was telling her that—”“Xandry.” Blaine grabbed my arm. “I told her—”“Xandry,” Sunshine called out from her bed, and I quickly looked at her. She was clutching her abdomen, grimacing.“Sunshine, are you okay?”“Xandry.” Blaine gripped my arm. My gaze ping-ponged between th
BLAINEThat was the longest ride ever. The car smelled sexual tension. Billions of nerves in my body were hyper-aware of it. It was hard to normally breathe when your heart sped up of anticipation and of being turned on at the same time.I couldn’t count the curses he threw when the traffic light turned red.We barely got inside his apartment before he slammed his mouth over mine—kissing me savagely, devouring my mouth, pushing his tongue inside, and stroking with mine. His hands traveled my back, under my shirt, then down, grasped my rear, and moved south, cupped my heat—a spot that turned my world upside down causing me to gasp to his scorching touch through my jeans. My breast ached, my nipples already hardened longing for his hot mouth.I gasped as he lifted off my shirt above my head. He shrugged off his coat with a soft thud on the floor. I tore open his shirt—buttons flew everywhere with light clatters.“Oop
XANDRY“So, are you two like really official now?” Pyke asked with a wicked grin. He and Sean exchanged a look with amusement plastered on their faces.I knew what he meant by that. The ’I told you so’ kind of shit. I sat on the long black L-shaped lounge with Bash Hughes. His grandpa, Mike King married my grandma.“Now you know what we meant, leg-spreader?” Bash hit my abdomen playfully, making me jerk and laugh.“Don’t tell me you’re still sticking your falling off dick to someone’s pussy?” Sean reacted.“I doubt it, Rexwell. He’s a pussy-whipped. I mean pussy, a single pussy. I saw how he was losing his shit when he thought Blaine might leave him,” recalled Pyke, “he looked like shit.” And laughed out loud.I gulped my beer, cursing silently. If I hadn’t known they were screwing up with me, I already walked out of this VIP Lounge without a second thought. But we
BLAINEXandry helped me out of the crowded dance floor to the bar, then talked to the broody tattooed bartender. He wore all black just like all the bartenders with him. If Kyland was scary, this man screamed danger—dangerously handsome in mysterious ways, but there was something in him that seemed warm—his eyes? The way he sided-glance at me. He was quite a good looking guy if he happened to smile just a little bit. He nodded at Xandry, then turned to me as I slid to sit on the dark bar stool.“Can I get you something to drink? It’s in the house, ma’am.” His voice was friendly and warm, but he kept his stoic looked the same.The whole bar was opposite of Max’s. This one flashed with modern designs with a dim-lit interior that was perfect for New Yorkers’ vibe.I smiled shyly. “Yes, a Phoenix’s princess, please,” I swore his lips curled into a smile, then nodded and mixed my d
XANDRYMy stomach churned as I walked out of Dad’s, determined to prove to him that I deserved to be happy and the position he had for me at the Williams was mine. I did everything I could and it wasn’t my goddamn problem if he wasn’t satisfied with the effort I did. Hell, I didn’t fucking care anymore.Gasping for some air, I walked outside of the employees’ exit of the club. It smelled cigarettes, pees, vomit, and alleys, but I couldn’t care less. All I wanted right now was to scream all my frustrations out of my fucking life, then made love to Blaine in my bed all night.Fuck!“Hey.”I turned to face the voice calling me from my back, and to my surprise, Blaine looked like she was carrying the world on her shoulder. Closing the space between us, I cupped her face and searched for the answer in her eyes. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”She shook her head, pressing he