Page 37 of Xander: Vol. 1


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Chapter Seven

Xander

"Xan?" Tera calls out.

"Yeah, in here." I'm just tying my shoes, getting ready to head to school.

Tera comes in, her face pale.

Oh shit.

I walk over to her and pull her into my arms. "What is it, baby?"

"I'm not sure, Xan."

I pull back and look at her. "What do you mean? What's going on?"

I'm rattling off questions so fast I'm surprised she can understand me.

She bites her lower lip. "I'm bleeding."

"Oh shit," I mutter. "Okay. No problem. We got this."

I take her backpack and toss it on my bed then pull her down the stairs behind me.

"Where are we going?" she asks.

"It'll be all right," I reassure her.I hope I'm right.

I walk into the study/my dad's office, dragging Tera along. I could have been a little more gentle. What the hell is wrong with me?

"Dad?" I call out. He looks up from whatever he's writing.

"Xan. Tera. Everything all right?" he asks.

"I'm just going to say this and if you could save the lectures for later, that'd be really great, because there are more important things going on," I rattle off.

My dad's brows raise and he nods.

I'm talking fast. I can't help it. I'm panicking and it's not at all what Tera needs.

I close the door and we walk over to his desk.

"Last night Tera and I had sex and now she's bleeding and it won't stop."

He sits back. "I see. Tera, I can call Sandy over if you'd like and we can take a look to see what's going on. But only if you're comfortable."

Tera nods. "That'd be great, Dr. Mac. It's not a lot, but…"

"You both did the right thing. If you have concerns, it's better to get it checked out than to just ignore them," Dad says, and Tera visibly relaxes.

I wish I could relax. But I can't. What if I hurt her? What if… I don't know… I knocked something around in there somehow? I was pretty rough that last time, but she said it didn't hurt. The way she was moaning and coming, I'm pretty sure she was telling the truth. Fuck. Now I'm sporting a semi. Just thinking about her does that. Damn it.

Mr. Martinez' ass crack. Mr. Martinez' ass crack.

I shudder and I'm no longer hard. I wonder how long that's going to work.

It's not long before Sandy shows up.