He helps me up and turns the water off. Grabbing a white fluffy towel from the rack, he unfolds it and wraps me in it, drying me. After he dries my body, I wrap my hair in the towel while he gets out another one and dries himself. Silently, he leads me into his room, drops his towel, and sits me on the end of his bed. When he lowers to his knees and spreads my thighs, I fall back on the bed, my pulse racing.
“Xander?”
“What?” he whispers. “You didn’t think I’d leave you wanting, did you? I’m going to make you come with my mouth, then with my cock. Then I’m going to feed you, and then, Trillian, we’re going to sleep in my bed. Naked and wrapped in each other’s arms.”
That sounds perfect.
Then his mouth is on me… and it is perfect.
Chapter Eighteen
Trillian
Summer is beautiful, an absolute stunner.
“Nice to meet you, Trillian,” she says, pulling me in for a hug.
“Nice to meet you, too,” I reply, smiling. “I’ve heard so much about you.”
Summer takes a seat on his couch and we do the same. “Better be all good things.”
Xander wraps an arm around my waist, bringing me closer to him. “Mostly. Where’s Reid?”
Summer sips from her glass of water then puts it back on the coffee table. “He’s at the gym with Ryan and Tee.”
“Who’s Tee?” I ask Xander.
“Some crazy-ass woman Reid teaches self-defence to,” Xander replies, shaking his head. “You’ve heard of the band Morning Alliance, right?”
I nod, my eyes going wide and glazed. Of course, I’ve heard of them.
I fucking love them.
Xander sighs. “Tee is Saxon’s woman.”
“Holy crap, seriously?” I whisper, my hand coming up to my mouth. “Wow.”
Summer laughs. “I know, right. He’s sexy as hell.”
Xander’s eyes narrow on me.
I shrug and my lip twitches. “I didn’t say it, she did.”
“But you were thinking it,” Summer adds, smirking. “Calm down, Xander. The woman is yours, but she isn’t dead. Saxon Tate is a looker.”
Xander scowls. “We’re kind of friends with him. Hang around in the same circle.”
Summer laughs and nods. “Yeah, he comes into the bar from time to time.”
“No effing way,” I mutter. I have to meet him. Have to. The whole band. “Maybe you could send me a text or something next time they’re going to be there.”
Summer laughs harder.
Xander scowls harder.
I look between the two of them and decide to change the subject. “So, Xander says we’re going out to the bar that you and your husband own tonight?”
The one the members of Morning Alliance apparently frequent.
Holy crap.
Summer nods, a grin playing on her lips. “Nice change of subject. And yes. Knox’s Tavern is Reid and Ryan’s bar. I think you’ll like it.”
She turns to her brother. “What are you guys up to for the rest of the day?”
Xander runs his fingers across my collarbone. “I have to go in to work. Trillian wants to see the shop so I’m taking her with me. Then we will meet you at the bar tonight.”
Summer gives me a gentle look. “You two seem happy.”
“We are,” Xander replies quietly, his eyes on me and a smile on his mouth.
“Dad would have liked her,” Summer adds, smiling sadly and wringing her hands.
I watch Xander for his reaction. His eyes turn pained for a second, but then he squeezes my hand. “He definitely would have.”
I look down. “I hope so.”
I know my dad would have liked Xander, too. Well, as much as a father can like a man who’s sleeping with his baby girl.
“I hope we can spend some time together before you leave, Trillian,” Summer says. “Get my number from Xander. You can call me anytime, okay?”
That was really sweet.
“Thanks,” I reply. “I’d like that.”
She smiles at me then looks at her watch. “Shoot, I have to get going. I’ll see the two of you tonight, though.”
We say our goodbyes, and Xander and I walk her out. When the door closes, he turns to me and touches my chin with his fingers. “You okay?”
I nod. “She’s lovely.”
He smiles fondly. “She is something, that’s for sure. Do you want to hang out a bit or go straight to the shop?”
I open my mouth to answer, but there’s a knock at the door.
“Summer must have forgotten something,” he murmurs, opening the door. But it isn’t Summer. It’s a pretty little blonde staring up at Xander with a smile on her face.
“Heard you were back. Sick of life in the country?” she asks, stepping over the threshold. She turns her head and finally sees me standing there.
“Oh, hi,” she says, tucking her hair behind her ear.
I look at Xander, who clears his throat, looking uncomfortable. “Trillian, this is Persephone, a friend of mine. Sephie, this is Trill.”
Sephie? He’s never mentioned her before. But they’ve been together at some point. I know it. I can tell by their body language. And the way Xander is acting confirms it. The air between the three of us thickens to the point where I take a step back.
“Nice to meet you, Persephone,” I finally say.
She smiles at me then looks up at Xander. “Sorry, I didn’t know you had company.”