...Xavien POV...
When I saw Billy on the porch standing at me looking that way, my heart dropped into my boots. The first thing that ran through my mind was Molly. I hope that there is nothing wrong with her and the baby. If there is, then why is he standing on the porch and not at home with her. He is about to hear seven ways of cursing coming his way."Billy, what is wrong? What has got you so spooked?""Spooked? Why would I be spooked?""Is something wrong with Molly and the baby?""Do you think I would be standing here if there was something wrong?""What is wrong then?""I don't understand, why would something be wrong?"This is like drawing water out of a rock. Can the man not just say what is wrong? I have to play twenty questions to get a decent answer from him."Why are you looking so worried then?""I am not worried.""Dammit just get out with it""Oh, Morning Star has gone into labor.""Is something wrong wi…Mekayla POV…I lay down on my bed and stare at the all so familiar ceiling that I've been looking at what feels like all my life. All the memories of this life I left behind come back to me. All the rules and proper etiquette I had to follow. The proper lady I had to be. It feels like everything starts to suffocate me that's when I remembered something wonderful about this house. I jump up from my bed and quickly make my way to my old trusty window.I look out of it and I remember exactly where to step not to fall off the roof and where to reach the tree to escape without my parents knowing.I bit my lip and quickly lock my door. I put on something warmer and then very carefully make my way to the ground. I almost fall off the last branch but luckily find my feet. It feels as if I'm in a spy movie and I sneak away into the fields. I remember how I would escape to my own private getaway. It's not far from our estate. It's an old abandoned cottage. I don'
…Xavien POV…It seems like a certain Mr. Young does not have respect for a woman again. Now I know what I want to do to his disrespecting ass, but if I can is entirely a different story. But believe me, I am not letting it pass, so with utter annoyance, I turn to where he is sitting at the table behind me."Good morning Raymond. Don't you think that you should have your morning coffee before you are claiming Ms. Winters?""Why don't you mind your business Caruso?""Why should I go play with my baler if I can irritate you?""Then, keep your opinions to yourself and carry on minding your business.""Nah, my business has minded itself. Now tell me about Ms. Winters being yours; I did not see she was on auction Sunday that passed."And did I hit a nerve? Raymond here thinks that the town's women should bow down whenever he walks into a room? In fact, he wants every man to do, as well. He thinks the fake money that he flashes around makes
…Mekayla POV…I am out on the town with Tina and is forced to buy expensive gifts for the family, which I know they won't like anyway. They just care about their little "click" that they like to call family. I never really fitted in with them. They like gifts that represent the wealth that they are. I like to buy gifts that mean something on a deeper level.Don't get me wrong; when I was younger, I would care a great deal about what they would think about the gift that I spend hours even days to buy the right one. But then I soon discovered that their reaction was always the same "That's nice, dear." So I gave up on the whole "trying to get the perfect gift thing" and just picked the first thing I see. I know that their reaction will be the same.I walk arm in arm with my sister from one shop to another, and the day hasn't even started yet. I need my hot cocoa and maybe also a bit of that bad boy that seems to have captured my attention, at the very leas
...Xavien POV...I have been called a lot of things before, but not yet a garden boy. But I will take it from where it comes and rub it off from my shoulder. Now how Mekayla is related to that, well, that just makes no sense. She seems like they are worlds apart; she is not the least bit like them at all. I think that what attracts me the most to her; she is not just like any other girl. So this garden boy is hoping that maybe he can explore Mekayla Winters a whole lot more.But let's backtrack a few steps; why do I care what she is like or not? I am so far out of her league that I don't even touch base. A woman like Mekayla would never see anything in a guy such as me. Why do people, especially this town, have to dictate who you can or cannot see? You get your kind of people, and then you get people like that, and I do not even fall into these categories. I am my own man; if you are not satisfied, then you should just walk on past.Now, what am I going to do with thi
…Mekayla POV…I close the door behind me and lean against it, holding the scarf close to my chest. It feels as if I'm in some fairytale. Prince charming calling at my door, giving me something that I lost and is dear to my heart, which I thought I'll never see again. I close my eyes and bathe in the eternities of this impressively attractive man that just stood at my door."What are you doing?"I jump when I hear the high pitch voice of Tina."Nothing…nothing. Do you want something?""Well now that you mention it…"Oh god, I shouldn't have said anything. She's just going to let me listen to one of her stories of how she achieved something when no one else could. Then someone opens the front door. It's my brother Tyler."Well look what the cat dragged in. I never thought we'll see you around these parts again little sis?"Of course, he calls me little sis. To him, I'm nothing but the same girl that bothered him and h
...Xavien POV...There is more of a chill in the air this morning, winter is setting in, and the snow has taken over the town. It truly is a winter wonderland; that is if you are into the whole jolly season thing. People mostly celebrate it for all the wrong reasons. Christmas is a time for families, not 'let me see who can buy you the most expensive gift.'So the cold is stopping me from taking my morning walk, but perhaps it is my dreary mood from yesterday. I told myself that I would not bring my irritation from yesterday into this morning. Yet I have, and that is about to increase itself. Guess what? She is phoning again."Morning Becky.""Morning X.""It is Xavien. What do you want?""Sorry I did not phone back last night.""I did not expect you to. You never were good with things like...timing."This has already been the longest three minutes of my life. There is a reason why people become your ex. In Becky's instance, there is a little
…Mekayla POV…I can't believe I just flirted like that with him. I need to get away from this. I don't know what I need to get away from, but he's too much for me right now. I didn't know seeing him would bring out so many unknown feelings. I didn't realize that he could consume me so, with just his presence. I thought I was prepared to see him, but when he slapped himself and apologized so profusely, I just couldn't take another reasonable breath. He made me lose all my control.I speed walk out of the shop and stand against the icy wall of the shop just to take a breath, but then I see Raymond's car. What is he doing here so early in the morning? Does no one sleep in this town anymore? I can't handle him right now. Oh god, he's coming this way. I try to find a place to hide, and the best place I could find is behind one of the trucks. I quickly hide behind the first truck I can find.I'll watch him walk past and then make my way to my car. Urgh, everyt
...Xavien POV...I have just punched a man, not just anyone; it is Raymond Young. I have wanting to put a hand full of knuckles in his face for quite some time now. The man is nothing better than a foul mouth pig, mostly towards women. The second I heard him say that he is going to ride Mekayla like a pony, something just snapped inside of me. I did not even hesitate to connect my fist to his face. Now to say that the punch did not hurt like a bitch would be a lie, for I gave it all I had.And it is with satisfaction on my face that I watch him stumble and fall against the wall. It takes all off me not to punch the asshole again. So I just leave him with a friendly warning."Next time, I break your jaw."Before he can say another word, I disappear inside the shop to fetch my things. In little less than a minute, I find myself sitting in my truck, trying to calm my racing heart down.The moment my fist connected with Raymond's face, I realized that I have a p