Chapter 45 : Only for Me to See

*Lena*

Adrian retreated from the area, glancing back only once as he slipped back through the door of the warehouse.

Xander didn't speak. He just looked at me, his hands tucked in the pockets of his j acket.

I waited for him to say something for a moment, to say anything, but he was silent.

I shook my head, looking down at my boots before straightening up and attempting to walk past him toward the door.

He caught me by the elbow, pulling me to a halt.

“What are you wearing?" he asked, his voice low with a hint of rage.

“A dress," I sneered, yanking my arm free.

He ran his tongue along the inside of his lower lip, looking me up and down. I wished the hunger in his eyes hadn't had the effect on me that it did. My stomach tightened with anticipation as his gaze slowly met mine again.

“What do you want, Xander?"

“I need to apologize-"

“Need, or want? Those are two different things—"

He closed the distance between us with a single step, leaning down to whisper in my ear. His breath was warm on my neck, bringing a fresh wave of fire across my skin.

“I'm sony I wasn't there for you when Slate assaulted you in that alley."

I closed my eyes, breathing in his scent. He was wearing cologne, something woodsy and warm. I lost myself in it for a moment before I broke away from him once more.

“I need to find Heather and Vivien," I said flatly, void of emotion.

“They left," he replied, and my shoulders fell.

“What?"

“Heather left with a man, someone I don't know. And Viv told me she'd seen you come out here. I promised her I'd walk you back to your apartment when you were ready to leave."

I sighed, gritting my teeth as I looked up into his eyes. “I don't need your- help getting home. It's not far."

"If Slate-"

“Slate's gone," I said, a little too loudly. I flushed as a group of partygoers standing on the edge of the dock looked in our direction.

Xander took a step closer to me, furrowing his brow. “What do you mean he's gone? I saw him yesterday."

“You did?" I felt my knees start to weaken as I thought back to tire night in the alley, about the blinding light, and waking up alone and covered in an inch of fresh snow.

you do to him, exactly?" he whispered, his hand gliding down my

was holding me upright until I reached out to steady myself on the railing,

know, Xander. I really

“You used your powers."

you think I am," I whispered as tire truth rose like bile in my throat. “My name is Selene.

to brush a lock of

“You don't understand-"

to pull my hand from the railing, wrapping his hand around my chilled fingers. “You spent

Wiry did you

about this in private," he said as a group passed us on

we were hit

me to the bar and began to

doing? I drought we needed

brought it to my lips. “This is your last college party though. Let's

a single flash of twinkling lights Xander had his arm

night. My jacket had been tossed somewhere along the sidewall long ago now, leaving my skin exposed for Xander to touch. His

pinned against his abs as

every anxiety I had

traveled down my waist, his fingers toying with the break in the fabric

wearing underwear,

his

only get faster and more sensual. His hands continued their exploration of my body. Abigail had been right

ended things. There was only one thing we needed to talk about now, and it had nothing

All of the questions I had, everything I needed to know just... faded into oblivion, leaving

of here," he whispered into

my hair was damp with sweat around my temples. I didn't know my mouth was slightly ajar until he kissed me, his tongue sliding over my lips

“Where's your jacket?"

his lips as he pulled me into a deeper embrace, our bodies still moving to

a new one," he growled hungrily, his hands planted firmly on

I subconsciously ground myself against him. He

going back to

corrld

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my shoulders as we walked out of the warehouse. I slipped on the snow-covered sidewalk but he caught me, murmuring about having to cany me back to his apartment. His place was across town, from what he said, and when I argued that we

of what we needed to talk about brought me back to reality. The cold was biting into my skin as we walked, even with his jacket covering me and

to be alone with him. I wanted to inn my fingernails down his naked back and

a snow-packed street and Xander stopped, pulling

I let him lead me into a booth near the window overlooking

ruffled his hair, sending little sprinkles of

he said casually as a bored looking waitress set two menus on

the sound of the cook tapping his

“You're thin, Lena."

over- the slit up my thigh. I was thankful for that, but felt guilt as I noticed his amis prickle with gooseflesh. He was wearing only a tee shirt and jeans.

he replied firmly, glancing at me through his lashes before settling his gaze back on his menu. “Not while you're wearing that dress. That's only for

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