|Xavier's POV|
"I have a son."
No amount of courage or strength could have prepared me for those words. My head snaps in Sage's direction, staring at her incredulously.
She takes a long drag of the cigarette before putting it out against the railing and then flicking it off.
She casually puts her open palm in front of me again and instinctively, I place the metal case that contains my cigarettes and a lighter for emergency situations.
Like tonight.
I am not a chainsmoker. But nights, especially like this one, generally do force me to return to old, nasty habits.
After seeing what Sage went through while trying to endure being physical with me was something that wracked my body and soul in a way that it left me anxious and struck.
I don't know what happened to her in the pas
