XAVIER P.O.V
“Xavier?” she called out, still awestruck.
I smiled, letting it split into a confident grin. “It’s been a long time, Jasmine.”
A tight smile twisted her cheek; her nostrils flared. “You’re back. When did you get back?” she asked, eyes rolling with a hint of annoyance.
“Yeah, I’m back. Back for what’s mine…”
“And that is?” she raised her brows, curious and defiant.
“You know who. I’m back for my Isa.”
I caught a wide grin slipping across her lips, her eyes gleaming with something almost like excitement. “Yes, get your woman back so I can have my Drake all to myself,” she said with a sly grin.
I kept my face straight, brows raised. Interesting …she still has eyes for Drake. Just the ally I’m looking for.
“So you don’t want me anymore?” I teased, taking a slow, deliberate step toward her.
She instinctively stepped back, her back hitting the wall. I blocked her escape with my hands, one on each side.
“Stop it, Xavier,” her voice came low, trembling slightly.
I smir
