Chapter 145

• As I stood there, a laugh barely escaped my lips when Xavier emerged from the closet, something peculiar clutched in his hands. With a glint of longing in his eyes, he let his gaze sweep over my body, and a wave of desire seemed to saturate the air between us. "This truly feels like a shame," he murmured teasingly, "but the fact is, I'm not one to share."
• "What do you mean?" I replied, half-confused, half-curious.
• He continued, "Covering up your stunning body seems like a real loss to me. However, I've got something that might help." With that, Xavier handed me a package of boxers that were still sealed and a set of plain white short-sleeved t-shirts.