Briar’s POV
I wake up wrapped around Xavier; I trace the scars on his chest, knowing that any one of them could have been his end. The thought makes me shudder and I hold him tightly, maybe a little too tightly, because he grunts in his sleep.
Trying not to wake him, I shuffle out of his arms, noticing the ache in my neither region as I move.
I can’t believe we actually had s*x this morning. I mean, it’s been a long time coming. How we have lasted this long is a mystery to me.
Smiling to myself, I climb out of bed and head to the bathroom.
A loud knock on our door makes me jump, Xavier sits upright swearing, which makes me chuckle.
I grab one of his shirts and answer the door. Hope is standing there, out of breath and holding her chest, like she has run miles.
“The Oracle is having
