Chapter Fifty Eight

Xena Remington

I hear a knock on my door while I was making my morning coffee. Images of Axel's hands on me started flashing in my head making the familiar beat in my core return. I hated how no matter how hard I tried to stay away from that man. It never worked for me. I was somehow always drawn to him. I knew Axel will stop the minute I put my foot down and told him I don’t want him anymore but somehow I can never say it to him. The minute his hands touch my body, my brain becomes all mushy.

Damn it.

I curse at myself as I start the coffee machine before heading towards the door. It was probably my mailman or the neighbour’s kid wondering if I have time to play or not. Considering it's Sunday, I probably can hang out with him for some time. His mom and I get along so well that I always get to hear some or the other gossip.

I open the door only for my eyes to meet someone’s broad shoulder and chest. I crane my neck up to see Archer Lancaster standing in front of me. I move aside to