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“How insufferable is all of this to you?” a voice I hardly recognize questions.
“I think we spend a great deal of time making people feel seen when that's so far from the case,”
“What's your name?” I question, watching his eyes fill with sudden amusement. “Xavier,” he mutters, smiling as I lower my hand. “My name is Forest-” “I know,” is all he says before pulling away.
What do you mean, you know?👀
I see how Xavier watches me. Unlike Fallan’s hate and my family's disapproval, he shows only curiosity when he looks at me. He watches me as if I’m the only person in the room. Everything I do sparks his interest.
Yeah he does☺️
My lips move closer to his ear. His heartbeat pounds beneath my touch. “If you would like to see how dirty I’m willing to get my hands to prove to everyone here how much of a bitch you are, please, allow me.
Iconic
“I don’t believe you. Your heart is racing right now,” he says, seeking a genuine answer. His fingertips meet my pulse along my neck. His head lowers, close enough to hear my shaky breaths. “Are you sure you’re trusting the right people?”
“Who did this?”
Love to see it
His hand rests on the back of her neck. It's a gesture so few know will calm her.
“You don’t know anything about what I’d like to happen to you, Forest. What I want eats me alive,” Fallan growls.
🤭🤭🤭
“Does my heart still beat?” Fallan questions down the bond, his voice low and solemn. I nod, not needing to say anything else. “Then you will never be alone.”
😭😭😭
His curls are wild and unmanaged, framing his infuriatingly perfect face. His stubble is manicured, accentuating his jawline. He wears casual black pants, and his fingers are decorated with a few carefully chosen rings. I see a pocket watch dangle at his side, its chain attached to the loops of his belt.
I go feral for an MMC with rings🤤
Xavier’s grasp on my arm turned into a reach, leaving his hands outstretched in the space between us.
Nooooo😭
“If you look at me like that again while thinking of him, Forest, or show me images of him touching you,” he mutters, his anger now more discernible. He moves my chin, facing it toward a metal table filled with odds and ends. “I can promise you I won’t be able to stop myself from laying you across that table and fucking you until you forget his name.”
PLEASE DO
“What's my name, Forest?” he questions, my mouth ready to taste his. “Xavier. Xavier Hayes,” I say, his head gently shaking. “Try again…. What's my name?” he asks again, my mind drawing nothing but blanks. “Your name's Xavier,” I whisper, unsure what he wants me to say. With a saddened expression, he pulls away, his hands slowly loosening their grasp.
My heart
I look at Xavier, and there’s that part of me that wants nothing but him. It eats me alive, a conviction I feel I have no control over.
“Why did you have to do that?” he questions, a nearly invisible line of tears rolling down his cheek. “Do what?” I question furiously, forcing myself to stand straight. “Why did you have to pull away?” he questions, closing his eyes as he speaks.
I fear for my heart, for it will shatter
