Your kitty Privileges

Xavier's hand, a silent demand in the predawn haze, brushed against Cathleen's arm. She jolted awake, her pulse quickening beneath her skin as she met his gaze. The corners of his lips twitched upward, a stark contrast to the hard lines etching his face.

"Good morning, babe," she murmured, her voice thick with sleep and something darker, more caustic.

"Morning." His tone was flat, his eyes scanning her like she was a puzzle to solve. "Don't you think you were a bit cruel to your sister yesterday?"

Cathleen's eyelids fluttered, a clear display of disdain. A subtle eye roll followed one that she did not bother to suppress. The corners of her mouth turned downward in a disapproving frown as she searched for the right words to express her displeasure.

"Cat," he growled, the warning in his voice sharp enough to cut. "You'll regret that. Don’t ever fucking roll your eyes for me."

A sigh escaped her, heavy with exasperation. "Did you wake me up just to talk about Avery? If so, I might as wel