Page 62 of Xander: Part 2


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Kennedy whistles. "That explains you being built like a fucking tank. Tell me about this fighting."

"Dude," Linc begins as they turn to walk away, "It's awesome."

Xander and I just stare at one another, grinning like dorks.

"You came," he says, breaking the silence.

I nod. "I said 'yes'."

He nods in return. "You did. Did you do okay getting here?"

"Yep. We used one of Linc's friend's planes. I just couldn't do commercial. Not yet," I tell him honestly.

"Baby, you've come such a long way in such a short time. I'm so fucking proud of you," he tells me, smiling wide, his dimples making an appearance.

My heart sighs. Oh, how I've missed him.

"Thanks."

"Now, get in here," he says quickly, grabbing my arm and pulling me into his room. He shuts the door and locks it.

I turn around, slowly backing away as he advances toward me like a predator.

"It's been a long damn time, Tera. There's going to be nothing romantic or smooth about this first time. I'm gonna fuck you hard and fast until you scream my name," he tells me, his eyes filled with purpose and desire.

"Is that all?" I taunt.

"Hell no! Then I'm gonna fuck you again. Maybe a couple more times before I can go slow and gentle enough to make love to you. I've got a big need for you, wife. Think you can handle it?"

I roll my eyes. "Please."

"You don't need to beg, baby. Not yet. That'll come later," Xan says with a smirk.

"You're awfully sure of yourself."

He wraps me up in his arms and stares into my eyes. "You're here. You're finally here. I knew the day you came to me you'd be here to stay. Welcome home, wife."

It's then that I hug him tight and begin to cry.