Dreams or Desires

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I placed the final tray of entrees on the bench for the waiters to begin serving and nearly jumped out of my skin to find Xavier staring at me from the door of the back room where we were operating for the event.

"You are not supposed to be here." I breathed.

"Neither are you." He replied in the same tone.

"Yes, I am. I am working-" I started but stopped midsentence when he started walking towards me.

"I can see that." He commented glancing behind me and then refocused his attention on me.

"I should get back to work." I tried to bring myself back to my senses and failed as he stopped so close to me that if either of us breathed hard, our bodies would brush.

"You should." He placed a finger on my chin like he always used to and I felt my resolve crumble. I wanted to ask him what he was trying to do but I needed him to continue. I feared that if I asked, he would stop.

"But you won't." He leaned in.

"I won't?" I repeated in a haze.

"Umhm."

And my eyes were closed before