CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX >>>
_XAVIER’S POV_
I pulled her closer, my gaze locked on hers. “Do you want this?”
The question hung in the air between us, heavier than I expected. Part of me dreaded her answer. I wasn’t sure what I’d do if she said no.
“Yes, Mr. Jackson,” she replied, and my heart skipped.
I frowned slightly. “Please, I’ve told you to call me Xavier.”
She gave a small, nervous nod. “Okay… Xavier.”
“Good girl,” I said, unable to hide my smile. Her cheeks turned a deep shade of red as I lifted my hand to gently caress them. I leaned in, capturing her lips again—but this time slower, more deliberate. I wasn’t in a rush. I wanted to savour this.
As our lips moved together, I lifted her into my arms, never breaking the kiss. With my free hand, I swept the dishes off the d
