~ Tyler~
"Xavier," I whispered into my mate's ear. He didn't move.
"Xavier," I said louder.
"What, princess?" I giggled at my new nickname.
"I'm hungry for chicken wraps," I complained. He chuckled lightly.
"I'll go make you some. Even though it's only-" He checked the time. "Five in the morning." He got up and slipped on a pair of Jeans. He didn't have a shirt on, and I literally was drooling.
"Like what you see?" He smirks.
"No. Not really. I've seen better." My smug look bright on my face. A low rumble erupts through his chest and he stalks towards me. He straddles gently, to not hurt the baby, and pins my arms on either side of my face.
"You will never look at another man's body but mine. Just as no other man can do this to you." He bends down and pecks my lips. "Or this." He
