Jessica did all she had to do and then went to rest up in the room. When she entered she saw Xavier sleeping soundly on the bed. She sat on the bed and watched him silently. "What are you doing?" she murmured to herself lowly. She stood up from the bed and went to the closet. She had a quick shower and changed her clothes. She came and climbed into the bed. She turned her back to Xavier because she could not understand why and how she was staring at him so fondly. She knew she had a soft spot for him. He seemed lonely and she wanted to make his life comfortable. What was this she was feeling all of a sudden? Was he not in love with Burke? He was the one she loved how can suddenly think that Xavier was sexy? She did not want to stare at him any longer. Maybe it was because he did something that was out of the ordinary. Maybe if he did something like he usually did he would fade away from her mind. Her thoughts consumed her until she drifted into sleep. Xavier stood up to see Jessi

"Jessica?" Xavier spat her name like it was some poison. Why did she need to come up when they were discussing work matters? "Yes, Jessica. If I go there then Ethan would have no problem giving me the contract because he knows that I am married and my wife died early but then in your case, he does not know you or if you are married" Dawson said wheeling himself closer to Xavier. "Why do I need to take her? I am just telling him that I am married with evidence" Xavier said. "He would not sign until he sees you are a happy young couple" "Do I really need to take her?" Xavier continued in questioning. He hated mixing pleasure and business. He looked up from his grandfather and his eyes locked with Jessica standing there with her hair nearly packed. She cleared her throat when their eyes jammed. "I did not mean to eavesdrop," she said making Dawson turn and Gilbert turn his head. He had heard of the woman who married the spoilt little grandson of the Delgado family but he had not s

Having him help out with her zipper was strange to both of them. Jessica stood stiff like a monument that was put in place. "All done," Xavier said as he took some steps backward. "Thank you," she said awkwardly and moved a step forward before turning to him. "I would quickly take a shower and change up and then we can go," Xavier told her. "Okay," she nodded in agreement. She did not have anything against it. If not she had promised Alicia maybe she would have escaped the whole scene and stayed home all day laying down. "I would go downstairs and ensure that a meal is prepared for Dawson's dinner" she called after him. She went downstairs and entered the kitchen. Angel's eyes fell on her and she whistled unconsciously. "How rude of you" Roselle chastised her. "What did she do that was so rude, that you had to scold her so much?" Jessica asked. She liked that at least someone in the house had appreciated her beauty even though Xavier was the first to see her in that dress all

Genevieve had left the room because of the tension. She could not take the deep stares going on between both parties. She decided Tobago Roselle out in the kitchen to prepare the meal for dinner. Jessica stood looking at Xavier hoping he would say something to ease the tension she currently felt. She felt her stomach knot together and found it hard to control her rapid breathing. Xavier stares at her deeply and intently. He wanted to compliment her but it was hard for him seeing that he had never had a reason to do so to a woman before. "Let's go," he said shortly after he saw her shuffle on her feet. "Okay," she said trying her best to steady her voice. She knew she looked beautiful. Leslie and Genevieve had told her how beautiful she looked. She has seen that the makeup artist did a fantastic job in making her shine. But how was it that he could not say a single word about how she looked? It was not like she was seeking his validation or any sort of thing like that. A simple c

Jessica found herself enjoying the company of Xavier. "We have to go around like this for a moment to greet the majority of the people here," Xavier said in a whisper. "Do I have to?" she asked. As much as she was enjoying the company she was reminded of the tale of the toad in a pot of water that was set to boil. The frog did not know he was being boiled to death but enjoyed the warmth and subtle changes in the water temperature. "This is your first official event since we got married. It's the least you could do" Xavier said. "It's the least I could do. It's a contract. It's just a contract" she whispered as they went. Xavier heard her but what could he say? Assure her that it was more than a contract at this point. Or should he tell her that the money she would get in the end was more than she needed to do? They entered inside and the first person they met was Marcus. Xavier had noticed the not-so-subtle glances he threw her way when they signed the contract. It was obvious