XENIA'S POV:
Xander has been so awfully quiet and worried lately that I am not sure even if he, himself, knows what is bothering him.
He leaves early in the morning and comes late at night.
I have been told by Nick that he is going to the shooting range a lot, lately.
Could it be because of what I told him? But he did not react at that moment.
And then it hit me. Of course, he didn't. He never did.
He never once acted out in situations like these. I should have guessed it earlier.
Suddenly, the sound of something shattering hits my ears.
I quickly get out of the bed and follow the direction of its origin which was Xander's office.
I open the door in a hurry and gasp at the sight.
There were glass shards everywhere, papers scattered, whiskey spills and in middle of all this mess, stood Xander with blood dripping on the cream colored carpet.
It was an odd contrast yet it somehow managed to look appealing.
My eyes finally traveled to his grey ones that were already staring at me intently.
His adam apple bobbed and jaw clenched while his fists were bruised on his sides.
I carefully walked inside avoiding glass pieces while shutting the door behind me.
I now stood in front of him and the stains of blood on his sky blue dress shirt.
My hands shot up to his chest and his muscles instantly tensed.
I dragged them up to his face until I was cupping both sides of his face.
"Talk to me." I whispered.
Standing this close to him and being enveloped in his masculine scent had my thoughts racing at a speed faster than normal and let me tell you, my pregnancy hormones were doing nothing to ease the desire that was gradually rising in me.
Alright, that's it. I need to get a grip.
"Come with me." I grabbed his hand and took him to our room.
We came back to our house yesterday after all the drama that took place there.
I took out the first aid kit from the bathroom cabinet and turned around to walk back in the room.
Xander was sitting in the arm chair with his elbows resting at his knees.
I gently examined his hand and wrapped it in a bandage.
"Go shower, babe." I said.
For the first time, he directly looked at me and shook his head.
"Five minutes." he whispered.
THIRD PERSON'S POV:
She did not get it first but his one hand went behind her neck and the other under her thighs before picking her up and placing her in his lap.
With raw hunger, he devoured her mouth making her freeze due to the sudden, unexpected action.
She responded after a solid minute and he deepened the kiss by shoving his tongue inside her mouth and nibbling on her bottom lip.
She moaned as his hands slipped under her shirt, roaming her entire body.
He backed away and looked at her now bruised and swollen lips.
"Done?" she breathed out.
He smiled slightly and nodded his head.
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