Xandry

BLAINE

That was the most humiliating thing I ever did in my life, but one of the audacious moves I’ve made. What the heck came into me knocking on his door? Was it taking my best friends’ advice or was it because that was what I wanted to do?

After running for thirty minutes around my parents’ property, I quickly hit the shower, then tiptoed to the kitchen, and planned to prepare breakfast for our guests since I woke up earlier than my usual routine.

I thought everyone was asleep, but to my surprise, someone was already up. I jolted to stop when I saw a familiar figure sitting on the stool with a steaming mug on his grip.

I glued to my own feet even though my mind screamed of running back. My body had a brain on its own and was gaily humming for him again. Tingles spread fast on my skin when I met his mesmerizing cerulean blue eyes, widened in surprise. Instantly, I was on fire and melted for his heat-filled gaze.

“Morning.” His mind-boggling smile made my inner wall clench, reminding me of how he made me feel last night.

Why did he have to smile at me this way? I bet he looked hotter when angry.

Stupid brain.

“Come here, Blaine,” he said in a low tone—enough for me to hear.

“I’m just gonna grab bottled water. I run out of stock in my room,” I said, still unmoving.

Poor excuse. I inwardly snorted.

“Come and take water then.” His brow arched as if challenging me.

In weakened knees, I walked toward the fridge far enough from him. I was glad that he was leaving today, but the other side of me wasn’t telling the same. I knew he wanted to sleep with me, and he didn’t have to say it out loud, and that was what bothering me. Or am I misjudging his flirtatious actions?

I opened the fridge, releasing the breath that I’ve been holding for too long. A squeal slipped my mouth when I closed the door, Xandry’s chest was only a few inches from my face.

“Why did you run away last night? And don’t tell me bullshits that you didn’t like what happened back in my room, Blaine.” Just by his deep voice tingled all over my body.

The bottled water was still in my grip, pressed against my chest. My head slightly tilted back as he towered and moved his face closer to me. Undoubtedly, my eyes were wide enough like scared prey.

His heart-stopping eyes were beseeching an answer. “Blaine, I barely sleep last night and caught up between knocking on your door or sleeping with a hard-on. That’s why I’m here waiting, and I wanna talk to you. Will you really come down if you know I’m here?”

Looking down, I swallowed hard and shook my head.

“Fair enough.” Xandry slowly nodded. “Did you...regret it?

I tilted my chin and met his gaze. “That’s the problem, Xandry. I never regretted it, in fact.” I shrugged. “It’s been a long time since I felt that way, so what’s the point of lying when I supposed you knew already the answer.”

“Good, because I’ve never felt that way too, but there is a but, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. What happened last night won’t ever happen again.” I walked past him but he easily caught me around my waist and pressed himself against me.

he whispered to my ear, making me shiver. My reaction made him chuckle

jerk.

countless times and I promise you, you will writhe beneath me, scream and moan my name over and over again until you realize that we made for each

spine. But that was it, and I was going to die with sexual frustration because I’m not going to fall for his charm

would definitely have a good time with him, but I didn’t trust

scared me big time.

I sighed internally.

took off his hands and strode away before I would die

challenge me?” he asked, making me stop--something deep

time I did I ended up knocked-up and left by my ex.”

was a bastard,

I cocked my brow, meeting his gorgeous eyes.

sex, lots of sex. I never had girlfriends. Call me an asshole if that’s how you look at me or make you feel better because I was until I hurt my best friend. My sister was pissed at me, and I dealt with her not to have sex for a month, but look at me I’m still alive and didn’t die yet with blue balls because since I met

with his boldness. I blinked and tried to deem what he just confessed. My heart warmed to the thought of there was still a

softly with curiosity as I

Pyke for a bet.” His

Cam?”

looking guiltier than ever. Sharing his secrets might be hard for him but here he was, opening up easily to

“Oh, my God.” I found my hand on my forehead.

know, but I want you to know before

came into your

Pyke in such trouble over a woman when Cam turned

was

lost it.” He chuckled, but seemingly ashamed of what he

“You deserved worse than losing.”

curved in a sad smile. “And got punches from Pyke and Dad. Saph ignored me for a month and

a story,” I commented, leaning my arms on the countertop.

his lips, eyes taking leisure strolling on

up my neck and all over

way possible.”

rolled my eyes and ignored how much his dirty words

don’t give up easily,

“Good luck! I’m not gonna see you

“I’ll see you at the wedding, sweetheart.”

bulge biceps, and started opening cupboards for the pancake

breakfast.” He slapped my ass

“You!” I quickly turned to face him.

has an incredible ass, and so damn attracted to

the bag of flour. “You better help me and use your

“My ple-ass-sure, sweetheart.”

and milk from the fridge, please?” I placed two glass bowls and two whiskers. “Crack some eggs into

how many?” He started cracking an egg carefully while biting his lower lip. “What?” He stopped and looked at

don’t know how to crack an egg.” I did my chore—pouring a good amount of milk, eggs, sugar, and a pinch of salt, and waited for

vigorously to mix it together

on my lower back as he passed. Jesus, it was making me catch my breath again.