Xav stumbles out of my closet, a red top that fell on him while he was hiding amongst my clothes dangling down his shoulder.
“I think that belongs to you.” He hands it to me.
“Thanks.” I flush, tossing the tee onto my bed.
“Thanks?” Xav sports a sly smile. “I just hid into your closet like a ninja. I think that earns me more than thanks, Harper.”
His hand knots around my wrist, and he jerks me closer for another deep, breathtaking kiss. It would be perfect if it weren’t for the fact that we both can’t stop smiling. It’s not that easy making out while smiling like an idiot.
“I can’t believe we just did that.” I crack a giggle once we pull away, lacing my arms around his neck.
“Can’t believe we didn’t do it sooner,” Xav replies, and I swat his arm, so happy my chest, my heart, my whole body hurts. I didn’t know happiness could be this painful. Or… is it the prospect of losing said happiness?
“Go out with me tonight.” Xav extends both arms around my waist. “I’ll pick you up once everyone’s passed out.”
“Like a date?” I’m hesitant to ask.
“You’re damn right like a date.” He pecks the tip of my nose.
I inwardly swoon at the gesture and debate on sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night to meet the guy who wields the power to ruin me.
Sounds like a terrible idea.
“What time are you picking me up?”