Chapter 40

“Give em to me anyways,” I surprised Xander by straddling him on the edge of the bed, sitting back into his lap, “or we’ll get distracted again and Wyatt won’t be pleased what he walks in on.”

“Speak for yourself Precious,” he smirked, “some of us have self-control.”

“Some of us, yes,” I smirked, “you?”

“Pick a dress that airs on the side of sexy,” he tried to gauge my reaction, “my father is very, old school, so don’t talk out of turn or say anything controversial.”

“Great,” I rolled my eyes and he gave me a look that said ‘I told you’.

“Xander gets all the fun,” Wyatt pouted a