...Xavien POV...Now I really did put my foot into that one. I am known for my boyish charm and being fairly friendly around the ladies, but that, well I could barely keep two words together. A woman does not have an effect like that on me, but this girl had my knees weak and had me totally breathless. But let us not forget who she really is and that is a Winters. They are one of the affluent families in this town that looks down onto men like me.But I cannot get her face out of my head, she is flawless and holds a beauty beyond compare. I can still smell the lily and just a hint of vanilla that is lingering on my clothes from when I was standing only inches away from her. She is like a breath of fresh air in a field of white flowers on a hot Mekayla's day.It is women like Mekayla Winters that shall be my undoing. I shall not even entertain the thought any further, a love with a woman like that will surely be forbidden. There is no way that Mr Winters will let such

...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

…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

...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

...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