Amelia's POV

I sat in the bed watching commercials, we had just arrived at the hotel and I took a much needed shower and was now waiting on Xavier to get out to feed me.

I heard the door open I looked over to see him walking towards me a towel wrapped around his waist. Oh dear God. Droplets of water running down his defined chest, his wet hair combed back away from his face.

"Hungry?" He asked me and I nodded not trusting my voice he sent me a cocky smile leaning down to kiss my forehead.

"Do you want to go out or order in?" He asked me...