Xander looked into her eyes, she wanted him just as much and there was something behind her desire. She was scared. Xander walked up to her n***d self and cupped her cheek. "What's wrong?" He asked her and that tears fell from her eyes.
"Am I not sexier enough? You don't look at me anymore" she lowered her gaze, crying silently. She just showed him her true self. She was vulnerable, naughty minded, brilliant and sexy. Stacy wasn't someone that could be hurt and she could endure it all, she'll cry it out for sure. She wasn't like him. But they were both dirty-minded. She taught him that!
Xander smiled at her assumptions, she didn't believe him when he said she was the only one. One thing he knew about women. They always want proof. She wants to be the first woman he ever made love with t
