Mature Content

Xavier

"Are you kidding me?" I said, annoyed, with my forehead creased. I would have if I could throw her, but I couldn't do that to her. It felt so good having her on my lap.

"I'm not. What I'm saying is true. And before you get mad, just think it's better than Dante and I becoming chosen mates." For real? She's telling me that?

"Am I supposed to be thankful for that?" I was still irritated, and even though our faces were so close to each other, it didn't help ease my frustration.

No one would be happy with what she said. Just imagine, I have to...