Inferno desires

18

Xavier's POV:

It was Maya's and I's play date today. I had picked her up from home at around 8am, and went to a breakfast place.

"What do you want to order mija?" I ask.

"Everything!" She cheers, kicking her feet forward and backwards.

"Everything it is then," I say.

The waitress soon comes over and asks us for what we want. I tell her to get us one of everything. Maya smiles heavily showing her deep dimples.

"I'm so excited to eat," she beams.

"Same," I say, but staring off into the distance.

"Thinking about mamma?" She asks.

I look at her and nod. I was thinking about my dear Nova. She's the only thing I think about.

"How do you feel about Oliver?" I ask.

"He's cool," says Maya, taking a sip of her apple juice. "But you're way cooler!"

I let out a laugh, smiling from ear to ear. I'm glad Maya felt comfortable around me since I love that little rascal.

"How do you feel about Oliver?" Maya asks.

"A bit suspicious if I'm being honest. I mean he just left everything behind. He hasn't seen her in 6 whole years yet he still followed mama all the way here. Somethings not adding up," I huff, taking Maya's drink, and tossing it back.

"Hey!" She says, grabbing it back. "Just because you don't like Oli doesn't mean you can tax my apple juice."

"Tax?" I repeat trying to hold back my laughter.

"I heard mamma say it once," she shrugs, looking into the empty glass.

I just cover my face with my hands trying so hard not to laugh. I never thought I would ever hear a 4 year old accusing me of 'taxing' her apple juice.

Our food finally arrives, and we thank the waitress. Maya instantly starts to dig in, rambling about how good the omelette, and waffles are.

"Okay I have a plan," says Maya abruptly, setting down her fork full of food, and looking at me seriously.

"A plan?"

"Yeah, a plan."

"For what?"

She gives me a knowing smile before pointing to her ring finger.

"I know you wanna marry my mamma Xavy, and I approve. Oli however seems to like her too, so the plan is to get mamma to choose you."

"How?" I ask, fidgeting with the straw in my water glass.

"I don't know how yet Xavy! I just thought of the plan like 5 seconds ago."

"Fair enough," I laugh.

After we were done eating, we walked out of the building and began to walk to the nearest store to sight see.

"Um Xavy?" She asks looking up at me.

"What's up mija?"

"Can I hold your hand?"

"Of course you can," I smile, holding her small hand in mine.

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Nova's POV:

Alya came early looking gorgeous as ever in a tight grey long sleeve with black cargo pants. Her hair was up in a bun, and she had small hoop earrings in.