Chapter Twenty Seven

XAVIER’S POV.

I looked at him as he described Alyssa with so much passion, gosh why did I feel a tug in my heart if any man looks or compliments her.

“And what if the nanny you’re referring to is ugly.” I arched my brows, waiting for his comeback.

“Only her facial structure will be ugly, not her front or her back or even her mout....” I spanked the idiot, he always proves to be a man whore and I don’t know how I got a friend like him.

“Sometimes I always forget that you’re a man whore.” I said, and he laughed

“Yeah, Yeah And besides, I believe my little champ won’t take an ugly lady as her nanny, you know she has good taste like you huh.” He winked and I nodded. It’s true, Chelsea has always had good and exquisite taste in food, dresses, shoes, bags, nannies you name it.

“Yeah, she really does have good taste.” I said and spaced out. I’m still angry at him, how could he describe my Alyssa like that, not the way you are thinking about it. She’s my Alyssa because she