Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Reasonable? How was that fucking reasonable?

Xavier clenched his fist as he fought the urge to punch the reporter.

A hush fell across the crowds, who waited for the scene to unfold. Some reporters had wanted to ask the sensitive question but faltered in the face of Alyssa's influence. Naturally, they were happy that someone had posed the question.

Anger rolled through him. He nearly yanked the car door open and stormed out to confront the reporter, but Alyssa pulled him back. "Hey! It's enough of a mess out there. Don't add to the chaos!"

He gritted his teeth and thundered, "But he's slandering you."

"And? It doesn't hurt me in any way. Mr. Beckett, you're an adult, so act like one." Pouting, she scratched him on his chest.

down soon, but he was disgruntled. "We can't let this slide. Who knows?

blinked at him, unfazed. "David Schmidt is done for, and we finally sought justice for the victims. I have achieved my goal,

you make me feel useless," he croaked, feeling

against his solid chest and cupped his face in her palms. "Come here. Give me

waist and backside while he kissed her tenderly. In the past, he would feel awkward watching couples acting lovey-dovey. Because of that,

old self. Or maybe he had been an envious and passionate soul from the very start—awakened when he met her. Now, he only had eyes

moved away

question. Moreover, seeing the victims and families back home safe was of utmost importance. He was assigned to the task by Jasper

Madison, ignore him. Let's go," Xavier