XXIII-Part A

~Aoife~

It’s hard to know who Xander is to me. One moment he was the worst, and the next, he behaved like a perfect gentleman. He made me cry, and today he made me blush with his gaze.

His piercing gaze was telling some hidden story.

That was the first time I was not scared of him when I saw a glimpse of emotions, or should I say, the first time I looked closely into his glossy brown eyes. Matt was right about him. If he wanted, he could behave like a gentleman.

I loved the way he tried to hide my back with my hair. He is protective of his unique way. I genuinely enjoyed dancing with him.

There was something in his touch that gave me chills. Whether or not I accept it, something strange was going on between us. His protective nature or possessiveness always surprised me.

He rolled his eyes when we were disturbed by Zareena. It felt like Zareena peeled him from my hand. I needed to control this emotional ride; after all, he was not mine.

With a deep breath, I started dancing wit