STELLA
I become aware that we are close to the academy, and I am still being carried in Xavier's big, muscular, manly… very sexy arms… Ugh, stop it, Stella!
"I... I can walk by myself," I mumble.
"No need," he says curtly.
What? That's it? No need? There's no need for me to walk? How long has he even been carrying me for? I am not the lightest girl on Earth, of that I am sure! His arms must be dying by now!
But his fingers only clench stronger into my flesh, and I am pressed against his VERY bare chest even harder. It's smooth. And hard. God, it's so hard, I can't believe it's part of somebody's body!
"You are so hard!" I blurt out, and he stops, becoming tense all of a sudden. And that's when I realise what I just said. Stupid Stella! Stupid, stupid Stella!
"Oh," he chuckles.
