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Chapter 45 : Only for Me to See

*Lena*

Adrian retreated from the area, glancing back only once as he slipped back through the door of the warehouse.

Xander didn’t speak. He just looked at me, his hands tucked in the pockets of his j acket.

I waited for him to say something for a moment, to say anything, but he was silent.

I shook my head, looking down at my boots before straightening up and attempting to walk past him toward the door.

He caught me by the elbow, pulling me to a halt.

“What are you wearing?” he asked, his voice low with a hint of rage.

“A dress,” I sneered, yanking my arm free.

He ran his tongue along the inside of his lower lip, looking me up and down. I wished the hunger in his eyes hadn’t had the effect on me that it did. My stomach tightened with anticipation as his gaze slowly met mine again.

“What do you want, Xander?”

“I need to apologize-”

“Need, or want? Those are two different things—”

He closed the distance between us with a single step, leaning down to whisper in my ear. His breath was warm on my neck, bringing a fresh wave of fire across my skin.

“I’m sony I wasn’t there for you when Slate assaulted you in that alley.”

I closed my eyes, breathing in his scent. He was wearing cologne, something woodsy and warm. I lost myself in it for a moment before I broke away from him once more.

“I need to find Heather and Vivien,” I said flatly, void of emotion.

“They left,” he replied, and my shoulders fell.

“What?”

“Heather left with a man, someone I don’t know. And Viv told me she’d seen you come out here. I promised her I’d walk you back to your apartment when you were ready to leave.”

I sighed, gritting my teeth as I looked up into his eyes. “I don’t need your- help getting home. It’s not far.”

“If Slate-”

“Slate’s gone,” I said, a little too loudly. I flushed as a group of partygoers standing on the edge of the dock looked in our direction.

Xander took a step closer to me, furrowing his brow. “What do you mean he’s gone? I saw him yesterday.”

“You did?” I felt my knees start to weaken as I thought back to tire night in the alley, about the blinding light, and waking up alone and covered in an inch of fresh snow.

exactly?” he whispered, his

upright until I reached out to steady myself on the

don’t know, Xander. I really

“You used your powers.”

welling in my eyes despite my efforts to stop them. “I’m not who you think I

replied, reaching up to brush a lock of hair from my face and tuck it behind my

“You don’t understand-”

from the railing, wrapping his hand around my chilled fingers.

root help me? Wiry did you

he said as a group passed us on

me back inside, and we were hit with a rush of warmth as we entered the crowded warehouse and walked beneath

the bar and began to pour two

you doing? I

a glass as he took a sip, grimacing as he swallowed it down. I knew it was heavily spiked; I could smell the liquor die second I brought it to my lips. “This is your last college party though. Let’s live it up, for a minute. It’s still early.” He downed the punch in a single gulp, and I couldn’t fight the smile that spread across

finished my punch with a similar expression, and in a single flash of twinkling lights

for Xander to touch. His fingertips along

him, my chest pinned against

every thought, every stress, and every anxiety I had flicker into embers to be replaced by a growing desire to get

his hands traveled down my waist, his fingers toying with the break in the fabric over my hip

not wearing underwear, are

as his lips grazed

sensual. His hands continued their exploration of my body.

supposed to be like this. We’d ended things. There was only one thing we needed to talk about now,

I had, everything I needed to know just…

whispered into my

in the soft white lights above our head, and my hair was damp with sweat around my temples. I didn’t know my mouth was slightly ajar until he kissed me, his tongue sliding over my lips and then against my

“Where’s your jacket?”

he pulled me into a deeper embrace, our bodies still moving

a new one,” he growled hungrily, his

need through the jeans he was wearing, and I subconsciously ground myself against him. He hitched his breath, then smiled lazily, wrapping one arm

back to

I corrld

***

as we walked out of the warehouse. I slipped on the snow-covered sidewalk but he caught me, murmuring about having to cany me back to his apartment. His place was across town, from what he said, and when I argued that we could go to mine, he shook his head, saying he didn’t want an audience to the conversation that needed to

into my skin as we walked, even with his jacket covering me and his

the last thing I wanted to do. I wanted to be alone with him. I wanted to inn my fingernails down his naked back and let him claim me again, and again,

a snow-packed street and Xander

him lead me into a booth near the

ruffled his hair,

he said casually as a bored looking waitress set two menus

looking around at the patrons of the dinner. It was quiet here, nothing but the sound of the cook tapping his spatula against the griddle and the soft hum of dated music drifting

“You’re thin, Lena.”

very sick,” I mumbled, opening my menu. His jacket was covering my exposed shoulders and fell over- the slit up my thigh. I was thankful for that,

before settling his gaze back on his menu.