Maya had done the dishes regardless of the fact Xavier had lots of housekeepers for that but used to not being cared and fended for she couldn't shake how irresponsible it felt dumping your used dishes on another person.
When she was done, she saw Xavier sitting down on the lounge, his eyes on his laptop.
Noticing her presence, he met her gaze smiling at her. She smiled back, loving how natural it felt to be with him, in his house exchanging glances.
"You not feeling sleepy yet?" Xavier asked as she sat down on the chair opposite him, looking up from his computer.
His hair was damp showing that he had just taken his bath and his matching pajamas didn't conceal how ridiculously good-looking he was, if anything his laid-back attitude enunciated the obvious.
She shook her he
