“I wanted to apologize.” He stood next to me. “I’m sorry about tonight.”
“It’s fine.” I shrugged and looked away from him.
“Can we go and sit on the grass?” he asked softly. “I feel weird, standing while you’re sitting.”
“I don’t want to sit in the grass,” I said petulantly.
“I’d like to have a talk with you, Liv, and I’d rather we both be in a comfortable position.”
“Fine.” I jumped up. “I have to go in and get a blanket then. I can’t sit on the grass in this dress.”
“I brought one with me.” He held it out in front of him. “Just in case you were out here.”
“You were waiting up for me?”
“Yes.” He nodded. “I felt like we needed to talk.”
“Okay then.”
“First, I want to apologize again for Aiden and me just showing up at the club. I know that was a bit of a crazy thing to do.”
“Yeah, just a bit,” I said sarcastically and watched as he lay the blanket down on the grass.
Then we both sat down and got comfortable.
“It was a shock for me, you know, seeing you here,” he said, abruptly changing the subject.
I looked down at my legs. He thought he’d had a shock? What about me?
“Yeah, well, I wasn’t exactly over the moon to hear the news either.”
“It’s your fault that we’re even in this position.” He grabbed my hands. “Look at me, Liv.”
“It’s my fault?” My voice rose. “Is that supposed to be a joke?”
“You left me, and when I woke up and saw you were gone, I felt empty, lonely, and sad.” He sighed as his fingers played with mine. “I’ve never felt that way before.”
“What do you mean, I left you? I’ve never left you.”
“Last weekend.” He made a face. “We made love all night in the hotel, and when I woke up, you were gone. No note, no number. I didn’t even have your name. And I was upset. I’d wanted to spend the day with you. I’d wanted to get to know you.”
“So, you proposed to my sister because you were upset that I had hit it and quit it?” I bit my lower lip to stop myself from laughing. I wasn’t sure why I had saidhit it and quit it, but it made me want to laugh.
“Did you just sayhit it and quit it?” Xander’s eyes were laughing at me.
“Yes.” I nodded and smiled. “I’m not sure why I said that.”
“Maybe because it’s true.” He grinned. “That is what you did—well, technically, I hit it, but you were the one to quit it.”
“Xander”—I raised an eyebrow at him and sat back—“you can continue with what you were saying.”
“Sorry, I got distracted.” He licked his lips. “I was just remembering how deep and hard I hit it. I hit all the right spots, didn’t I?”
“Xander …” I blushed, not wanting to tell him that he had hit spots I hadn’t even known existed before.
“Sorry.” He chuckled. “It’s hard to forget the best sex of your life.”
“I was the best sex of your life?”
