“What the hell have you been doing with your bedroom lamp?” Laughter rustled my throat, so quick and unexpected it took me a second to realize the sound came from me. Shock flashed across Xavier’s face, followed by a slow bloom of pleasure. An answering warmth pooled in my stomach. “Turning it on,” I said in response to his question. I cringed before the words fully left my mouth. “Oh God. That was terrible.” His howl of laughter drowned out my next words. “Do not ever tell anyone I said that. I—stop laughing.”
