The challenge in his voice made her pulse spike. Heat flooded her face.

"Nothing," she muttered, looking away.

But Xavier leaned closer, his voice dropping to a murmur only she could hear. "Just because I fucked you against that door? Just because you came so hard on my cock you couldn't remember your own name? Say it."

Her breath hitched. "You're an asshole."

"Probably." His mouth curved into something that wasn't quite a smile. "But you still want me."

She hated that he was right. Hated ...