“Stay with me, Xander. Please…”

She begged him, tossing the usual shyness she always felt around him. They were back inside, but were standing at the doors to their rooms, facing each other.

A small smile danced at the corner of his lips. He felt fulfilled watching her beg him to stay. It was what he wanted. What he longed for.

“Promise to be a good girl?”

Her eyes dimmed at him, She knew what he was playing at. What he meant. And damn was she ready. His legs closed the little ...