The Cocky Mr.Xavier

Chapter 10

Alexandria's POV

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Well this is awkward. We were sitting in the middle of one of the fanciest restaurants in the city and I was wearing my work clothes, black skinny jeans and a white shirt. I don't even know how Mr. Xavier even managed to get me in here without wearing formal clothing. All the waiters and costumers would look over every once in a while and sneer. 

Niether of us were talking either, we were just staring eachother down. I don't know if this is some weird dominance things or whatever but it's pissing me off. I'm not letting him win. So I just kept eye contact glaring at him until he spoke up finally.

"Well Alexandria, What would you like to order?" I just stared at him blankly

"My favorite here is their lobster, it's delicious."

"Cut the crap Mr.Xavier. What do you want?"

"Pleae William will do."

"Well Mr. Xavier, what do you want?"

I made a point to emphasize his name, I don't want to get comforatable with this man. 

"Please Alexandria, just order some food and relax, I just want to talk some, I have a couple questions, that's all. I'm not planning anything, I just want to talk."

"You practically kidnapped me from my workplace, you have my daughter at your house, and I have no way to get away from you. What could ou possibly want to talk about."

Yeah I know it seemed like a little over dramatic but technically it was all true.

"Alexandria please that's all a little melodramatic don't you think? Just a conversation is all I'm asking for, a casual conversation."

"Fine, I'll just order the steak."

"Nice choice that's also a very good platter."

Shortly the waiter showed up and Mr. Xavier ordered for me and then his own order of lobster, finally ordering some fancy wine I couldn't remeber the name of even if I tried.

"So Alexandria, how long have you been in New York?"

Deciding to just humor him I decided I'll go along with this so I can figure out what he wants. 

"About three years ago."

"Is it just you and Delilah?"

"Yes"

"What about the woman that took Delilah home when you were in the hospital."

"That was Rose, the landlords mother, We take care of her and she takes care of us. She lives upstairs."

"Oh and what about Delilahs father?"

Well that was a strange question.....

"No idea, I don't even know who he was."

He seemed suprised by my answer. I was wondering why until it hit me. He must think Delilah is my child by birth, I guess I could understand that. Not very many eighteen year olds adopt children.

"And you have no idea who the father is at all. Really?"

"Yes, really. I don't see why I should anyway, or why you should even care." Eh I'll mess with him a bit. He already thought I was a Gold digging whore mine as well let him keep doing so.

"The other day, I wanted to apologize for uh..." He started rubbing the back of his neck

"For kissing you so abruptly I misunder stood some signals, I also apologize for some of the things I said.