Xanvier's pov I watched her as she sleeps gently, wrapping herself like a baby. She looks peaceful. I thought back at the incident that occured earlier and wondered what made her feel like that. I began to think we made a mistake on coming here for something new - Sandra is changing. I drew in a heavy breathe as I dragged myself out of the bed, gently so as not to wake her. Part of my treat last night was to make breakfast in bed for her, and what she went through is enough boost for my lazy self. I strode to the living room with nothing but my tight pants. Memories of our little adventure flooded my mind as I walked down the stairs. Happily. My phone buzzed halfway into my cooking and when I picked it up it was my boss. I was excited and nervous at the same time. Excited because it's been a while I heard his voice, even though we talked yesterday. Nervous because it's a work free day. A Saturday. "Hello! Sir". I greeted with a strong bass.