(21) Birthday Boy

Xavier's POV

"I trust everything is going according to plan." I comment. Leaning further over the railing of the balcony, my eyes flicker around to several random illuminated buildings. The crisp morning breeze caresses my neck and bare arms leaving tiny goosebumps in its trail. Inhaling the clean air I involuntarily relax my tense muscles.

I haven't done this in such a long time.

"Yes Sir," the pilot reply in a formal tone. "You have a full tank to get you to the desired location and the weather for the day will be pretty mild. I throughly checked Sir, everything is up to par, you should be fine."

"Great. I need to reach L.A. by nine," my eyes are now train on the pinkish strip of colour that already taints the dark sky. "Expect me in the next hour or so. I'll see you soon."

With that I end the call and dump the phone in my front jeans pocket, heaving a sigh I brace myself off the rail. Taking one last look at the familiar skyline I head back inside and bolt the balcony door beh