Following Bastian outside had been a mistake and the best f*****g decision I had made in my life.
I was curious to see what he would do to Xavier. Because I knew he would run to him the minute he figured out we had almost slept together. He would have connected the dots past what I had told him. And he hadn't disappointed.
Xavier was shirtless and chopping away at an old stump. His skin glistened. Muscles rippled. The jeans he wore clung to his backside in ways that had my heart racing and body remembering what we had done only last night.
They got into a slight argument moments later. Then, a physical fight.
And-
Fucking hell. I hadn't expected that. Not even remotely.
My throat slammed shut. Desire ruptured deep inside my core.
Xavier was on his knees in front of Bastian. Held hi
