Angel opened her eyes wide when something heavy crushed her stomach. She was filled with alertness when something rough and hairy brushed against her face. She blinked slowly, then raised her hand to feel the rough object on her face.
“Xander! What are you doing in my room?”
Angel sat up and pulled the blanket up to her chest. She didn't expect to find Xander in her room, shirtless like last night and sleeping on his stomach on her bed. Xander's arms drooped over Angel's thighs. Xander only opened his eyes briefly to see Angel, who was filled with anger, and then he closed his eyes again.
"Why did you come into my room?"
“The door wasn't locked.”
"I never lock the door because usually there's no one here except me."
"Now, I'm here."
"That's right. And you shouldn't have come into my
