Xander’s Girl

Chapter two

Our home was the most beautiful place in the world, Patrick had designed it as an architect, he made everything exactly the way I wanted it and right now I was filled with guilt, I should have never done this to him, I glanced at Patrick who was watching a game in the living room.

He had always done everything to make me happy, and if I had listened more carefully, I could have realized he was working with Xander all these while.

It was little after seven, we should be expecting Xander quite soon, all Patrick has done since last night is talk about Xander and how he is happy to work with him, it will be a turning point of his career, the moment he has waited for all his life.

To design the building owned by a billionaire, his name will be all over the magazine, I have never seen my husband this happy.

I shook off the thought when I heard a ping coming from the oven and I took out the chicken.

Dinner is ready.

I got dressed in a blue dress, one that my husband picked out for me, I could hear voices coming from the living room as I walked in and in a second, all the noise was gone and my eyes met his.

Patrick didn’t even realise his friend was taking off my clothes with his eyes, for a moment there; I didn’t even realize Patrick was in here with us

“That’s my princess.” Patrick smiled and I looked away from Xander, he moved closer to me and he placed a kiss on my cheek, I did the same to his too.

“Xander was just talking about how much the house looks good and all I could say it’s you.” Patrick smiled, and I looked away.

We headed into the dinning room, where we settled in, I watched as Xander sat beside me, Patrick always liked to eat at the head table, no matter the company that we had.

His eyes met mine and I gave him a smile.

“Cami made all your favorite, I had thought it will be a little welcome to the city surprise, to get you comfortable.” Patrick smiled.

“It’s delightful.” Xander said, he was so much so much closer to me and I could feel his breath on me, I could barely pay attention to what was happening.

I had thought all I need to do is get through this dinner when I felt his hand rest on my thigh, I didn’t look at him, I didn’t want Patrick to see anything.

I watched as my husband started to eat his meal and Xander moved his hand to the slit on my thigh, my breath hitches when I recall past memories.

“Cami tell Xander all about how I designed this house.” Patrick said, I gave him a nod before I turned to look at Xander.

What was he doing, yes we needed to have a conversation but not like this.

“Camille tell me.” Xander said, his tone was low and he knows what it does to me when he says my full name.

“Uhm.. I always wanted a home like this and I described for Patrick, he created a few sketches even better than I expected and in five months, the house was all done.” I whispered.

The room was cold yet I felt hot, his hand on me didn’t make it better, just when I thought it can’t get worse, I felt his hand inching toward my inner lap.

“How did you meet your husband Cami.” Xander asked, his tone was a bit taunting.

My husband was too oblivious to see this.

I wanted to feel horrible but all I could imagine was Xander’s hand on me.

His hand moved closer to my panties, he behaved like nothing was happening, when his hand brushed against my panties.

“Cami, Xander is waiting.” Patrick said, his voice pulled me out of my thought and my breath hitches.

“Uhm…I met….” I was about saying when my breath ceased, his hand made contact with the part that craved him the most.

Like a bee to honey, I caved into his hand and he started to softly massage my c**t through my panties, I wanted to speak but I could not and Patrick was too focused on his meal.

My husband barely liked to speak when he was eating, my eyes turned away from Patrick when my eyes softly met Xander, I saw the hint of happiness in his eyes.

What was I doing.

I love Patrick, I can’t do this to him, he will never hurt me

Here I was not being able to stop Xander.

“Tell us, I want to hear your side of your story, all your husband does is talk about you.” Xander said and my eyes tore away from him when his voice pulled me out of my thoughts, I felt a pang of guilt wash over me.

“I need to use the restroom.” I whispered, I didn’t wait for anyone to say anything before I stood up and I rushed into my room.

My eyes filled with tears and my chest tightened with pain, what I did six months ago, I can’t do it again, I can’t hurt Patrick right now, what was I thinking even doing, letting him touch me like that when I am with my husband.

Xander and I, we had a lot going on and I didn’t want to address that.

When I heard a pair of footsteps heading toward the room, I wiped my tears and I behaved like I was trying to clean my makeup.

“I’m fine Pat, I just got something inside of my eyes and you know how I went when I am in the presence of someone new.” I whispered.

When I didn’t hear anything, my eyes peered up and I saw Xander, I turned around to look at me as he stood in the middle of my bedroom.