CHAPTER 22
KIRA
We adjusted ourselves in the car, breathing hard. I pulled my hoodie back down and tried not to meet his eyes.
Xavier buckled his seatbelt and glanced at me. “You okay?”
I nodded, cheeks still hot. “Yeah… just tired.”
He smirked. “Good.”
He started the car and pulled out of the lot, driving in silence for a few minutes before I finally spoke.
“You can just drop me at the gate.”
He gave me a side glance. “No. I’m walking you in.”
“Xavier—”
“No.”
I sighed. “You don’t have to act like I’m about to be kidnapped.”
He smirked again. “You’re mine. I protect what’s mine.”
I didn’t argue further. When we got to the front of my place, I turned to him, hoping he’d get the hint.
“Thanks for the ride… and for everything tonight.”
He just raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you gon
