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“She’s in here,” Xavier says, stepping to the side and revealing the mystery man.
Dean’s eyes meet mine. So odd seeing the adult version of ourselves. He's handsome now. Light hair, cut short, and a tall lean physique that now has muscles. He's blonde like Ian, but not pale and ghostly, a golden tan warms his skin.
“What are you thinking, Xavier?” He scrubs a hand down his face, probably trying to erase the memory of me.
“Don’t question me.” Xavier’s voice leaves no room for argument.
Dean only sighs. “She’ll get us all killed.” And with those words he breaks his stare from me and leaves the room.
“Well it was good to see you again too,” I say, sarcastically.
Something flickers behind Xavier’s icy stare before he follows Dean out.
“Come back soon,” I call out to the closed door.
I don't know what he's planning.
It isn’t a secret that my father will look for me. I’m sure he’s called the calvary to bring his princess back to his castle, so I can marry the prince and live unhappily ever after.
For one fleeting moment, I’m happy to be here with Xavier and not at home. Even though he’s playing a dangerous game. And it could only get worse. So much worse.
Chapter 14
Xavier
Dean’s anger rolls off him like dice on a craps table.
“So you want to tell me what this is all about?” he asks after charging into my office. “You kidnapped her already?”
“Kidnapping is such an ugly word.” I cross to my desk and take a seat. “She was running, so we had to swoop in and take her earlier than expected.”
“I know how much you hate deviating from your plan. You think this is wise?”
“Yes,” I snarl. And with the warning tone in my voice, he doesn’t question, only scrubs a hand across his jaw, a nervous habit he employs frequently.
“I don’t like this,” he finally says after a minute or two.
“You don't have to like it.”
He turns away from me to glance out the window overlooking the vast property.
“Listen, I’ve never questioned you. I’ve always had your back.” He turns around. “But, you’re playing with fire, and I don’t want either of us getting burned.”
“I have everything under control.”
“Like you did in high school?”
My eyes narrow on him. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“That girl has owned you since day one, Xavier.”
“That’s not true.” Or at least I wished it wasn’t. But the boy she owned isn’t the man standing here anymore. I just need to remember that.
“I get it.”
“Look at this.” I toss a newspaper clipping of an interview with Ian about their impending nuptials his way, and he reads over the article.
“We’re so happy to finally be getting married. We’ve been best friends since high school, and I knew the moment I met her my life would change for the better.”
