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I shiver as desire rushes through me, and let out a small sigh at the reaction he’s able to pull from me with just a few words. I still have no idea what the fuck is going on between us, but after last night I can’t deny that we are more than just friends now. That doesn’t mean I’m going to stop teasing him though.
“I’m on my way,” I tell him with a smile as I grab my bag from the floor and start to make my way back out of the house. “Let Poppy know I’ll be back soon, I’m sure she’ll be able to come up with a way to ease my frustration.”
“Fucking brat. Just get your arse back here, baby,” He growls out through a laugh.
“I’m leaving now. I’ll be home soon, Xave,” I tell him and I end the call as I make my way out of the back door and across the lawn, pulling myself back over the wall and grabbing up the rope before jumping down and getting into the truck.
I turn the ignition and start making my way back home with a smile on my face. We’ll have to wait until Xave hears from his search team to see if Joseph had any information in his house about whoever is involved in this, but I’m sure between the three of us we could come up with something to take our minds off of it until we hear from them.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
POPPY
Iam so fucking pathetic. I’ve been hiding up in my room since Kenzi left to go and kill some corrupt politician, all so I don’t have to face Xave on my own. I’m a complete mess at the best of times, but in front of him I seem to be even worse, and as much as Kenzi may try to reassure me that what I’m feeling is normal and totally okay, and as much as I told myself earlier that I was going to try, I really don’t want to do anything to jeopardise these fragile new friendships, or make a complete fool out of myself.
I look at the clock beside the bed and see that it’s after midnight. I have no idea how much longer Kenzi’s going to be, but I don’t want to go to sleep before she gets back and I know for sure that everything went to plan and she’s alright.
I look up as the bedroom door opens and Xave walks in looking down at his phone.
“Kenzi’s on her way back, she should be here in about thirty minutes,” he comes to a stop as he looks up from his phone and sees me sitting on top of the bed and pins me with an intense look.
I drop my head as my cheeks heat at the way he’s looking at me and realise I’m dressed in nothing but the oversized long sleeved shirt I put on after I got out of the shower.
“U-uh, that’s great,” I stammer out as I look at my lap and pull the bottom of the shirt down as far as it will go, making sure I’m completely covered and the scars on my thighs are hidden.
I hear his footsteps as he comes further into the room and when I look up he has stopped at the bottom of the bed. I drop my head back to my lap. My fists still clenched in the bottom of my shirt.
“Poppy, why have you been hiding up here?” He asks. I whip my head up and he’s still watching me, his brow furrowed in thought, as if I’m a puzzle he’s trying to find the answer to.
“I-I’m not hiding,” I say, too quickly, as I jump up from the bed and I hear a choked sound come from him. “I’ll be down soon, I should probably get dressed.” I go to run into the bathroom, but before I can take two steps in that direction, Xave is round the bed and holding onto my arm, effectively putting a stop to my escape.
“Stop. You don’t need to run from me, Little One,” he says quietly, as he steps up flush to my back.
I stiffen at our close proximity, my heart pounding in my chest as I feel the heat of him through the thin shirt covering my skin. He brings his other hand up, brushing my hair over my shoulder before running his hand down my arm. I relax slightly in his hold and sigh as I shiver at his touch, unable to hide my body's reaction when he’s standing this close to me.
“Good girl,” he says, bringing one of his arms around my waist to hold me against him as he lowers his head to mine, “You have been up here since Kenzi left. Why are you hiding from me?” He asks, his lips against my ear and his breath making me shiver again as desire shoots through me.
“Xave, I-” I say breathily, cutting myself off, not knowing what else to say.
He groans into my ear and tightens his hold around my waist, bringing his other hand to my hip and squeezing as he tries to pull me closer to him, and my breath hitches as I feel him hardening against my lower back.
“My name sounds really good on your lips, Little One,” he says, lightly nipping my ear, and I let out a quiet moan that makes him chuckle.
The hand squeezing my hip travels lower, Xave’s fingers feathering down my shirt covered thigh until he comes to the edge and starts to run his fingers along the skin there. I shiver and he places a gentle kiss on my ear, his hand gripping the edge of my shirt as his fingers start to travel back up my thigh, his touch soft on my skin. Just before his fingers reach the lowest scar I spin around in his arms, not wanting to put an end to whatever is going on here by havingthatconversation.
My breath hitches as my hands land on his chest, and my eyes squeeze shut as he pulls me in and I feel his hardness digging into my stomach.
“Poppy,” he says as he brings his hand up to cup my cheek and tilts my head up to look at him.
I open my eyes and he looks down at me, lowering his head to mine slowly, his hooded eyes dark and staring into me, searching for an answer to his unspoken question. At the small nod of my head he presses his lips to mine gently and his tongue snakes out to lick my bottom lip before he sucks it into his mouth.
I let out the breath I was holding on a quiet moan, and as my mouth opens he takes the opportunity to dip his tongue in, deepening the kiss. I clench my hands into the fabric of his shirt as he explores my mouth, my own tongue following his movements tentatively, and the hand cupping my cheek moves into my hair, gripping slightly as he tilts my head and groans into the kiss. My own hands move up his chest and I grab onto his shoulders to pull him even closer as he deepens it even more, devouring me and swallowing the small whimpers I can’t stop from escaping my throat.
He pulls back with a groan and places his forehead against mine, his breathing just as heavy as mine.
“Fuck,” he says, bringing his hand out of my hair to cup my cheek. “I’ve wanted to do that since last night. You have no idea what it did to me having you sat in my lap like that.”
I close my eyes as I feel my blush work its way up my face, heating my cheeks. He runs his thumb over my cheek and places a soft kiss on my lips. I sigh and move into him as he takes a step back, pulling me with him until he is sat on the bed. He pulls me down onto his lap so I am straddling him and holds me with a hand on my hip while the other slides back into my hair and he slams his lips against mine in a brutal kiss.
