Chapter 28 Fight (Two)

• Xander spent his night, turning around on the couch, his dick really hard between his legs, he sighed timelessly, turning on the couch in discomfort.
• He groaned kicking his legs up, as the image of Michelle's sexy body won't just leave his damn head, he decided to go downstairs for a drink instead, wanting nothing but to stop the damn torture.
• "Where are you going, Xander." Michelle asks, sitting up on the bed, faking a yawn. "I'm going anywhere far from you, you can have the room to yourself." Xander said, and then walked out of the room, without taking another look at her.