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.

this slide. Who knows? He might be acting on the Schmidts'

him, unfazed. "David Schmidt is done for, and we finally sought justice for the victims. I have achieved my goal, so I couldn't care less

make me feel useless," he croaked,

I'm happy and carefree when I'm with you." Then, she leaned against his solid chest and cupped his face in her palms.

her tenderly. In the past, he would feel awkward watching couples acting lovey-dovey. Because of that, he often skipped intimate scenes

for Alyssa. His soul was all hers now. He was no longer his old self. Or maybe he

as she slowly moved away from his lips. "With a kiss, you chase away all

despite the reporter's hostile question. Moreover, seeing the victims and families back home safe was of utmost importance. He was assigned

ignore him. Let's go," Xavier