Sloane's POV
“Why does Kai behave so weirdly towards us? Has he always been this way?” I attempt to keep up my memory loss. Blinking as if tomorrow depended on it, we watch the elevator doors slide shut with a soft chime, cutting off the lobby noise and sealing us inside the small, mirrored space.
Xavier doesn't hesitate and steps around so that he now faces me, his tall frame radiating warmth, and gently takes my hand in his. His thumb traces a slow, soothing circle over my knuckles, a tender, unscripted gesture from a guy who genuinely believes that I think I'm his girlfriend, trying to ground me after the lobby confrontation.
I almost feel bad, but I must confess, I like the way his touch makes me feel.
The quiet air inside the elevator practically hums. My reflection in the polishe
