Gwen X Miles Novels & Stories

Gwen Xavier was looking smart in a black shirt and tailored pants. The shirt exposed the right amount of chest to keep necks turning. "You look elegant Gwen" he commented. Oh thank you but I don't understand why I had to dress up this much just for dinner. "You're maid, Martha was very particular about me looking perfect, I think something is wrong with her. Although I pushed her away in anger maybe help me apologize to her later. "Oh Martha can be a bit extra sometimes." it's the chuckled "Don't mind her please, I apologize "

Gwen had walked through miles of shrubs for heaven knew how long. She was beginning to think that she wouldn’t see any human before the day ended. Thinking of the day, she looked up at the sky and sighed. The weather was far different from that of Dras. She could see three Suns and two Moons, and the sky was bluish-green. She didn’t know how the concept of time was being calculated there, and she was beginning to regret not doing further research before coming there.

I usually stay out of it, but Gwen is involved, and I can’t afford any confrontation between her and Xena. “Xael, speak to your Luna, she is being unreasonable,” Fiona complains the moment she sees me. I flinch when Gwen runs to my arms and inhales. She quickly apologizes and takes a few steps away from me, but the damage is already done. “What is going on?” I ask. Xena does not even look at me. It’s like I don’t exist to her anymore. “Gwen and I wanted to take the helicopter for sight-seeing at the waterfalls today, but Xena won’t let us,” Fiona reports with misty eyes.

* Thirty minutes later, Chris stood waiting in the hallway when Gwen arrived. She immediately noticed the tight look on his face. “You okay?” He gave a faint shake of his head. “When you go in, don’t mention the company still being in Xena’s hands.” “Don’t worry. I know what to say and what not to.” Gwen gave him a soft smile. “I heard Mr. Xander’s health isn’t great. I’ll be careful.” “Thanks. Go ahead, I’ll wait outside.” “Alright.” Gwen entered the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. Chris stayed outside, hands in his pockets.

She pulled her robe closer to her body before she reluctantly moved closer to me. “Gwen, where have you been?” I asked. She seemed fazed and she took a glance at the back before returning her eyes to me. “I just figured that I need some fresh air,” she excused, avoiding my gaze. There was something weird going on with Gwen the entire time we were in Mexico. She looked unsettled and she was too hesitant to budge. I couldn’t discern if she was hiding something, but all I could think of was that maybe she just had a bad experience here in Mexico. She barely said anything when we talked to Paola, it must’ve something to do with her trauma with Fernando. She mentioned that she was almost killed b

“I know. But still… Gwen said she’d check on you if you need anything. She’s right next door. Don’t hesitate to ask her for help.” Gwen. Just hearing her name made something stir in my shorts. She’s been mom’s best friend since college, and has been a widow for three years now after Josh passed. She was forty-seven, but damn, she didn’t look it. She was curvy in all the right places, full breasts, thick hips, and that confident way she carried herself. I’d jerked off thinking about her more times than I cared to admit. “I’ll be okay, Mom. I promise.”

he said before I could say anything. "She fell asleep asking the nurse about the ceiling fan, she wanted to know if it would fall on her." Something moved in my chest. I pressed it down. "You cleared her bills." "I did." "Xavier, " "Sit down, Gwen, " he said. I shook my head. "I don't want to." My voice sounded weirdly too quiet. I hoped he didn't catch on so to hopefully distract him and myself, I crossed my arms over my chest. "I want to know what this will cost me."