Be Mine, Always

Chapter Ten

Xander’s POV~ Seven Years Ago

        Maybe it was cliche, I could definitely admit that, but it was homecoming and it had been a year of dating when I decided it was time for us to finally be intimate. I knew she was ready, more than ready actually, she was desperate to be laid. However, being the gentleman I am, I had too much respect for her to fuck her on some random Wednesday. I wanted it to be special. Melody was the type of girl who deserved special. 

        After spending nearly every day with her for the past year it was obvious she had low self esteem and deep insecurities. Not about her appearance, she knew she was beautiful and she didn’t care, she boasted herself up right alongside me. It was a running joke that if she could, she would date herself. Her issues lied within her personality. She thought she was boring. 

        Despite how hard she tried, the girls at school were fake and after several failed attempts at friendships, I could see the toll it was taking on her. Each time someone canceled at the last minute or would send her ambiguous text message replies she’d become withdrawn and sad. It pained me to see her like that. 

        It hurt even more when she would look up from her lunch, eyes swimming with tears and asked, “What’s wrong with me?” 

        That was a question I hated hearing from her, as if she was somehow defective or unworthy of other people’s time. She wanted friends and this town was failing her. I’d scoop her into my arms and reassure her there was nothing wrong with her, that she had every right to ask for the things she wanted, to expect better treatment. 

        She thought she was boring, but I could attest she was far from boring. 

        Her dry humor was an acquired taste and the small smile she’d bring to her own lips made me feel warm inside.

        Though others have failed her, I vowed that I wouldn’t. That’s why I was going to make love to her the night of homecoming, in my room. My dad was away in a different state for two weeks and we would be all alone. I had already made up my room, bought rose petals to spread on the floor leading up to my bed and candles to set the sensual mood. 

        It wasn’t just for her, it was for me too. This would mean something, it would be our joining, our two souls becoming one along with our bodies. Her damned romance books were rubbing off on me. 

        I stood outside her door in a dress shirt and slacks, the tie took me longer to master than I cared for so I left it at home and left the top two buttons open. My hair was slightly styled in the way that kept it off my forehead and my palms sweated. This was my first high school dance. Freshman year I hadn’t cared to go to any and Melody seemed more than fine with staying in and watching a movie together. She was a homebody and I respected the shit out of that. 

        I knocked on the door and her mother answered the door right away. She gasped as she let me into the foyer and pressed her hands to her mouth. “Oh, Xander, don’t you look so handsome!” She gushed, tugging on James’s sleeve. “Oh look, honey, we have to get his picture!” 

        Heat rose to my cheeks and I put my hands up. “Oh no, you don’t need to do that.” 

        James gave me a pointed look as he smiled over his phone, camera pointed at me. “You’ll learn that saying yes is a lot easier than saying no. Smile!” 

        I chuckled and smiled, I heard the camera click a few times then a few soft steps padded down the staircase. When I looked up I was greeted by a divine sight. 

        Melody was wearing a tight black dress that stopped at her soft thighs and hugged her pert ass, her belly a gentle swell of fluff. I enjoyed that she was soft in all the right areas. I knew she would ask me how the dress looked on her when we were alone and I would delight in telling her how delectable she looked.