Hot In The Kitchen

…Mekayla POV…

I have run away to the cabin, yes, maybe it was not the right place to run to. Coming back home where the danger is.

So as I lay here, on the couch, I am awakened by someone's arms wrapping around me, lifting me up and taking me to bed.

It is Xavien; I know the smell of his musky cologne, his warm touch, and his gentle voice.

"I've got you. You are safe."

"Thank you for coming back. I am really sorry."

"Forget about it; it never happened. Please rest."

I peacefully fall asleep as he holds me close to him in his arms. I can hear his heartbeat pounding in his chest; he was desperately racing to get to me. And as I listen to him let out a deep breath, I know that he is relieved to have found me and even more relieved that I am still alive.

The next morning I find Xavien in the kitchen making breakfast. I just sit and stare at him with a huge grin on my face; he is beautiful. He looks so innocent; under that facade is a