Two days before the visit.
Elaine
I woke to Xander's arm wrapped tightly around my waist; his jet-black locks fell down his face in gentle cascading movement. His morning look made him appear more tempestuous. Last night would have been eventful if I wasn't so drugged and sleepy after taking my pills. I attempted to peel his hold off me, but he drew me closer, imprisoning me.
"Don't try to escape me." His morning voice had me weak on my knees. The vibrato and resonance sent my stomach churning and burning to my core..
He turned me around to face him, and I was met with a glorious view. His gray eyes had a hazel sunny glow from the lighting. I picked at the stray hair across the bridge of his nose, pretty much immersed by him. I had perhaps forced my heart to love Edward. There wasn't a
