KIMBERLY'S POV
The sun was tauntingly cruel through the curtains as I stirred-my whole body one dull ache. It seemed a truck had run over me, and with every movement an echoing scream right into my head from my protesting limbs. I leveraged myself upwards rather slowly and collapsed onto the bed right away, with the sharp pains which came in just right to my thighs.
What in tarnation had I been thinking?
Memories cropped up alive so vividly, and I remembered Xavier's touches, his kisses-the way he looked at me as if I were the only human in this world. My face burned with embarrassment of giving myself to him completely without control.
But before I could drift off into my reverie, the door creaked open and in strode Xavier with a little clutched jar in his hand, looking like
