Xander's POV

　　"Shall I offer you a head?" Selene's mischievous grin spread across her face as she boldly reached out to touch my pants, but I swiftly intercepted her hand, preventing her from making contact.

　　My mind feels like a wild, untamed beast, running rampant with thoughts I can't quite grasp.

　　"I'm parched, babe," I murmured, my voice tinged with longing, as I raised the glass of Bacardi to my lips.

　　A mischievous grin spread across ...