Helena's POV…Emma squealed, before excitedly sitting next to Helena then giving her the biggest hug. Helena blinked away the tears and held her tightly, smiling affectionately. "I'm so glad you're okay", she said, lifting up her shoulders and squeezing her tightly."Why wouldn't I be?" Emma asked, pulling back from her then squealing again. "Aw you sly vixen, you!!!" she tapped on Helena's knee then turned to Joe enthusiastically. "Joe did you see the way her head was lyin on his hard mascular chest and how her hands were touchin and feelin all over him?" Joe nodded, "I sure did Emma. My mouth was wide open like this". Joe exaggerated the gaping mouth.Emma screeched, shaking her balled up fists and Helena felt her blood rushing to her cheeks. She had meant to just feel Xanders packs for future memories sake but unfortunately had been interrupted by her audience."Now spill it! Tell us everythin!" demanded Emma placing her one hand on Helena's knee."Let's not talk about that! I wan
Helenas POV…" She's not a hussy", Helena protested feeling her heart sink. If anything she was the one who deserved that title for going after someone elses man. No, she didn't go after Xander, he was the one making bold advances towards her. Moves that she hadn't tried to stop."What?" Emma asked "Savannah, she's not a hussy",she answered before exhaling in frustration."You know your boyfriend's other tramp and you're here defending her??" Emma blinked at Helena shaking her head back."I said it! I said it Emma! That man looks like he got himself a harem and now you wana join it", Joe accused his wife."Don't think I didn't notice how your voice changed when you said "Morning Miss Helena's husband"."For the last time Joe, Just because Helena's husband is to die for, don't mean you gots to get jealous!", defended Emma, raising her voice.Did she even realise how she made things worse during arguments with Joe?" You guys have it all wrong. I'm not even with Xander and I have no int
Xanders POV…He sat in the truck, waiting for her to come out. She had informed him that she was getting her stuff and would be with him in a minute. The door opened and she stepped out, her hair let loose, scattered over her shoulders as she made her way towards him. Her eyes seemed to be on alert, searching and looking everywhere and he frowned from dissatisfaction.'Didn't I tell you that I'm here now? Why are you still afraid?' he thought to himself as he watched her opening the door and hopping in. She had no confidence in him."I'm so sorry about Emma. She thinks we are together and has misunderstood the whole situation,' she pleaded with him, her eyes apologetic, as soon as she closed the truck door. He didn't care about what Emma or anyone thought of him, what he cared about was how she felt. He reached over to where her hand was, on the seat next to her thigh and his hand covered hers. Her bones stiffened to his touch and her eyes shot up to his face."Xander, I' m confused
Helena's POV…She stood at the entrance to the cabin and hesitated before gathering her courage and walking in. A new kind of dread had entered her and the last thing she wanted to see were anymore traces of Savannah. As expected, everything inside had been untouched and she found herself looking at the exact same scenario as yesterday. 'Don't be silly. Did you really expect him to care about your emotions?' She questioned herself as the room became larger and she became smaller. Purple jar still in hand, she pretended to be unaffected, walked across the room to put her backpack down then headed for the couch. Hiding her bruised emotions, She held the jar close to her eyes and tried to make out the illegible writing surrounding it."What kind of writing is this? It's so tiny and I can't see it clearly", she observed, squinting her eyes, her hands twisting and turning the bottle in front of her.Though she was distracted, her mind didn't allow her to let go. If anything, the questi
Helenas POV..The moment she felt his body against her back , she paused then quickly slipped away towards the fridge. By now her heart was racing and her breathing sounded shaky.She had just opened the freezer when she felt his body directly behind her and she watched wide eyed as the fridge door slowly swung back shut, in front of her. "Xander, I", she began to protest."Come", he said, holding the side of her arm and pulling her back to face him.His body leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her then gently pulled her to him in a warm embrace. Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck and she could feel her heels lifting from the ground till she stood on her toes as he brought her closer, plastering their bodies together. His fingers caressed the side of her waist as he tightened his grip around her, burying his face at the nape of her neck.What had she been panicking for? "I know nothing makes sense right now but give it time and the pieces will come together", he re
Xanders POV…He gave her a soft peck on her forehead before taking her lips, giving her a lingering kiss. Five years! That's how long he had waited for this. His heart felt nostalgic and he gently trailed a line on her back with his fingers before lightly squeezing her. Everything in him wanted to profess his love for her but he couldn't, at least not yet.He leaned in and gave her another peck on the dip of her nose before reluctantly separating himself from her. Her body was insatiable and he knew that if he remained next to her, it wouldn't be long before he wanted her again. Not that he minded having another round. After waking her up four times already to make love, he knew she was exhausted and needed her rest. Throughout the night, he had exercised the utmost restraint, being extra gentle with her, which was something he never had to do in their past. Savannah was very fiesty by nature and had she been present, she would have been a handful and he would have needed to keep
Helena's POV…“Huh? What?" She could have sworn she heard him say Tithen. "Aw god Xander, you know Tithen??" .He gave her a murderous look, his chest heaving and she cowered back. "20 minutes! I'll be in the truck," he spoke rigidly before walking out.He knows Tithen! How ?? She always assumed that he didn't know so the thought of asking him never crossed her mind. She threw away the sheets then hurriedly slid from the bed. Her attention was caught by something blue on the floor but she brushed past it, grabbing her backpack and emptying its contents. She needed to repack everything for her stuff to fit in.Standing there stark naked, her eyes began to wander around the room, locating the scattered clothes on the floor and she raced, swiping them.Twenty minutes was too little for her to bath and be ready. There was no way she was going to meet with Tithen without bathing, especially after a night of steamy sex.After packing her bag, she ran over to the tub and poured lots of wa
Xanders POV..'Just sex! Wow' That phrase had repeated itself in his mind so many times that he had grown sick of it. He didn't know which was worse, her betrayal for many years or a night of pouring his heart out and cherishing her, being reduced to nothing.This had to be the first time, in all of his existence, that anyone had ever said that to him and that wasn't exaggerating. They normally begged for more, did everything possible to remain relevant and when he withdrew, they became obsessive over him. Regardless, he didn't care about any of those women, they were his past and right now his future was at stake. Xander adjusted the rear view mirror so that he could watch her as she slept. Her body leaned against the door, her head tilted towards the window and her legs folded up on the seat.How could she hurt him so carelessly and toss him away like a filthy rug? Had he not been considerate and shown her tenderness? Every inch of his body wanted to punish her, to make her feel j