Chapter Fifty-Two

Lisha POV

I have never really taken any notice of my brother's looks; why would I? Xavier is my brother, so when he turns to me smiling and holds his hand out, I am astonished at his attractiveness. Xavier has pulled his wavy shoulder-length black hair into a man bun; thick black eyelashes surround his dark eyes. The paleness of his skin only accentuates the darkness of his chocolate-brown eyes. His lips curve at the edges as he looks down at me; I am not short by any means, but next to his six foot two height, I feel small; he shrugs his broad shoulders, repeating the question he asked before we came outside.

“Are you ready little sister?”

I chuckle,

“Yes, big brother, I am.”

He raises his eyebrows, inclining his head toward his outstretched hand,

“Place your hand in mine and picture where you want to go in your mind.”

We had already discussed we needed to create a distraction before going to the cabin; I take hold of Xavier's hand and picture the border closest to the cast