Xavier's Surrogate
She replied, her feet moving on their own accord as she approached him, he didn’t move…he was waiting for her.
Halle had already prepared for bed before she started packing, she was already in her night clothes.
Which was actually just one of Xavier’s shirt that she now realized she can’t live without.
Once she was just a step away from him, his arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her to him, pressed her soft chest against his hard body, and buried his fingers into her thick hair.
“I think I might be addicted to you, Flower,” Xavier said in a husky voice that sent delicious shivers down her spine.
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