Xandry

Chapter 6 Wetness Protection

 

BLAINE

 

 

Jesus, why did he have to be so damn sexy in the morning? His sexy hair looked in need of a haircut, but it did work on him, in fact, my fingers itched to run through it and wipe away from his forehead. I’d never known that even my soap smelled good on him that it never did on me.

Crap! What in the ever-loving heck happened to me? I’m a single mom for god’s sake. I needed to focus on my son and not to some hot— jerk. A huge jerk who wanted to bury his manhood to anyone had a hole.

I was taken aback by what he said before he left me alone. My room was my little sanctuary, but I couldn’t just push him out even the tension already thickened in the room that made my heartbeat quickened in my chest. Blame it on my dry spell.

Jeez, calm down!

His bright and warm cerulean blue eyes never missed meeting mine. He was playing catch with Ben. Why did he have to be so nice to my son? I didn’t want Ben to feel sad when it was his time to leave. I’m sure Ben would understand if he was not going to see him again, but of course, he would probably ask why he had not seen Xandry around.

I released a shaky sigh and closed the door behind me.

“Is everything okay?” He sauntered closer.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t it be?” I answered flatly.

“You just heaved a sigh, sweetheart.” He looked sincere, brows knitted.

“Don’t sweetheart me, Alexander, twenty-three.” I regretted once those words left my mouth because he just chuckled and shook his head in amusement.

Funny, huh?

“How did you know my age, Blaine Noelle?”

“Jeez, how I hate that name.” I wrinkled my nose in disgust. It just reminded me of my ex who called me Noelle because Blaine was too masculine and plain for him.

“Why? It’s beautiful. You’re just like Saphoera, she doesn’t like her name as well.”

My brow arched. “Saphira? Like from the Eragon?”

“Yeah, but spelled differently.”

“I mean who’s Saphira?”

twin, sweetheart. Saphoera Hannabelle. My parents had fun naming their children. My mom’s Samantha Lorraine, Dad’s Alexander Phoenix. They kinda mixed them together and gave me his first name my granddad’s name Henry. Saph

but stop calling me sweetheart. I don’t like Ben thinking that we’re close Alexander Henry Williams.”

Henry Archibald Williams.” He grinned like an

“That’s sounds ancient.”

me the keys and let me drive. My great grandparents

tells it all.”

something on that smirk that held promises which

caught them with one hand. I guessed he used to play catch. Or what other games does interest him? I placed Ben in the

they didn’t

only the country song humming from the radio that kept

as soon as our car parked in front of the house. Xandry stiffened, jaw clenched,

unbuckled my seat belt and opened

deployed to Hawaii. He was always closed to me like a big brother and had been very supportive of my decisions the moment he heard about my pregnancy, and he just

girl.” He wrapped his arms around me and lifted me up causing me

the truck and landed his eyes on Xandry who was already

us off easily. He chose to help his Daddy running the bar instead of following Finley’s dream to serve in the military.

the fuck is he, Blaine? And why the fuck is he driving your car?” Finley’s voice thundered.

let Ben heard what he said as he moved toward my cousins. They were of the same sizes and height.

“I’m just her F—”

sperm donor?”

A sharp breath escaped my

my cousins laughed out loud,

I watched Xandry’s brows furrowed in confusion.

a few lines at the corner of this

his hand, still confused.

“Leave him alone, Finley!” Uncle Max yelled from

like his

another sigh and opened

Vin, Uncle Ri!” He jumped into his uncle as soon as he

Ben.”

inside, man. We’re about to start the barbecue,” said Riley, leaving me alone beside my car utterly dumbfounded.

 

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smoke with my best friends Olive and

of the two huge grill stands. These two guys knew how to grill like in a five-star restaurant. Mom made

Carissa, Auntie Miranda, and my mom while Daddy, Pyke, Kyland, Uncle Max, and Xandry chatted with the local beers on the table. My parents always invited close friends and relatives when we had a family gathering, and I was used to be around with our

fire, who invited those bitches?” asked

brain when my gaze landed on the two bitches walking toward my mom’s table.

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