sound and sat up. I glanced through the glass door that led into Xander’s room, but he was still asleep. A light flicked on in another part of the house, and I heard more noise.
There were two doors leading out onto the patio, and the other one led into the kitchen. I got up, crept around the corner, and peeked through the door. My breath caught when I saw Veronica in Xander’s kitchen.
Her back was to me and the doors were locked , so I made my way back to Xander’s room, came inside through that door, and then went straight to the kitchen.
“ What are you doing here?” I demanded, a little too pushy for someone who wanted nothing to do with Xander anymore. But considering his hand had been in my panties hours ago, I presumed that gave me a right to answers. Or so I convinced myself.
She frowned and continued fixing herself a sandwich . Then she shrugged. “I’ve been here for three days,” she said all matter-of-fact.
I watched her move around Xander ’s kitchen in her bra and panties as if she were at home. I was angry. I could admit that. Jealous? I wasn’t so eager to admit that, but the twinge was present. It didn’t mean I wanted my place back in Xander’s life; it just meant I wasn’t happy he could so easily replace me, then lure me back in last night with magic fingers and gut-wrenching words that spoke to my heart.
I shook my head and walked back toward Xander ’s room. I wasn’t going to spend energy arguing with Veronica when I could get answers from Xander.
“ Xander!” I stormed into his room.
“ Hmm,” he grumbled, grabbing a pillow and sandwiching his head between it. He was completely nude, curled up on his side with his abs taut and his huge, hard cock on display.
God , I miss that cock. I shook my head to clear the lust that was slowly building and cursed my body for being so weak.
And when the hell did he get naked?
“Xander!”
“ Hmmm… hurts…” He moaned. The hangover was hitting him full force.
“ Xander.” I crossed my arms, standing over him. He peeked out from under the pillow and flinched.
“ So bright.” He squeezed his eyes shut, and I yanked away the pillow. He moaned again before looking at me through narrowed eyes. “You look like an angel.”
“ You need to get up. We need to talk before I leave.”
He turned onto his back, rubbing his palm over his face, and I had to turn around because really, there was no need to torment myself with his naked glory.
“ Can I shower first?” he grumbled.
I nodded and stood there with my back to him until he got up and went to the bathroom. Then I plopped onto his bed and waited.
Xander came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist and another towel in his hand, rubbing it against his wet hair.
“ Why is Veronica here?” I asked first. All the important things we needed to talk about, and I let my jealousy take the front seat.
He didn’t hesitate. “She flew out here after her boyfriend roughed her up. I couldn’t just turn her away.”
“ Did you sleep with her?” I studied his face for a reaction.
“ Are you fucking kidding me?” He grimaced, then shook his head. “No.”
“ How long is she staying?”
“ I’m taking her to the airport today. She’s sucking me back into a place I don’t want to be. This place isn’t working out for her anyway.” He pulled off his towel, turned, and pulled out a pair of boxer briefs from his dresser.
I stood and turned my back to him.
“Look, Xander, you can’t pull something like this again, then call me and make me feel like shit,” I said, trying to focus on the wall instead of him parading around naked.
He looked confused. “I wasn’t trying to make you feel bad.”
“ I know, but when you break your sobriety and I know it’s about us, I feel bad.” I sighed. “I mean, you called me and—”
“ It won’t happen again.” He stopped moving around and gave me a sincere look of sorrow. I was pretty sure I pushed him over
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