Xavier’s POV

A scream pierces the air, jerking me from my dreamland as I jump out of bed.

My gaze darts to Jasmine on the other side of the bed, looking all around and I rush over to her, wrapping an arm around her as I caress her cheeks until her eyes lock on mine.

Perhaps it was a nightmare.

A nightmare is the only thing that can have her screaming her lungs off by this time.

Suddenly, curiosity hits me, making me wonder if this nightmare is a regular thing. We barely share a bed ...