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.

the beginning, sweetheart. Believe me,” he whispered to my ear, making

Egotistic jerk.

countless times and I promise you, you will writhe beneath me, scream and moan my name over and over

and I was going to die with sexual frustration because I’m not going to fall for his charm and there was no way I’m going

have a good time with him, but I didn’t trust myself and might fall to

scared me

I sighed internally.

“Not happening, Xandry.” I took off his hands and strode away

he asked, making me stop--something deep

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

“Because he was a bastard, Blaine,” he stated sharply.

cocked my

Blaine,” he paused and breathed. “I had 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 you all I could think was how did it feel

to the thought of there was still a

did you do?” I asked softly with curiosity as I made my

a bet.” His eyes filled with regret

Cam?”

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

my God.” I found my hand

to know before somebody else will

came into your mind

never seen Pyke in such trouble over a woman when Cam

“But that was

it.” He chuckled, but seemingly ashamed of

deserved worse than losing.”

from Pyke and Dad. Saph ignored me for a month and I lost my car, too.”

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

embarrassing story.” He leaned his elbows on the counter with a smug smirk on his lips, eyes taking leisure strolling on my face, to my neck, and down to my

neck and all over my skin. “Are you hungry?”

every way

eyes and ignored how much his dirty words affected me. “Dream on, playboy.”

“You know Hughes and Williams don’t

see you starting

at

laughed, playfully slapping his bulge biceps, and started opening cupboards

knew it, sweetheart. You came here to prepare breakfast.” He slapped

I quickly turned to face

incredible ass, and so damn attracted to you, yes.”

placed down the bag of flour. “You better

“My ple-ass-sure, sweetheart.”

from the fridge, please?” I placed two glass bowls and two whiskers. “Crack some eggs into this bowl.” I pointed to the empty medium bowl in front

carefully while biting his lower lip. “What?” He stopped and

you 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 the butter to melt in the microwave.

mix it together when

brushed by me, bracing his hand on my lower back as he passed. Jesus, it was making me catch