Branch One Hundred and Fifty Four

Xavier stood up reluctantly and walked slowly to the table. To be honest he knew Jessica was angry at him and that was part of the reason he stayed away all night. He did not want to worsen the situation.

Also, how was he supposed to handle a drunk person? He had never had to do something as such before. He had been drunk and he was taken care of by the bartender and the drivers. What should he do?

He sat in the chair beside Jessica and held her hand that was pointing to the table. She looked up angrily at the hand that held her finger. The expression on her face softened when she saw that it was him.

"You," she said with a hiccup. "You are my husband" she added with a toothy grin.

"Yes, I am" Xavier whispered.

"Come closer," she told him.

He moved in closer to her and she beckoned on him to come closer with her hands. She cupped her mouth with her hands and put it close to his ears.

Her breath on his neck and ears sent shivers down his spine. He wanted to pull away but strangel