6 weeks later Dionne's POV: Xavier's still pissed about what happened with me and his best friend, Blaire I think it is. Yes. He's still upset. I've been trying not to think about it, but things have been awkward between us. We haven't been talking at all, and when we're with the boys, we only talk to them, but never each other. The problem here is, our pride is too strong to come up to each other and try and make it better, and we both know that, which is why I don't ever think this is going to end. I sit in the living room, wearing one of Xavier's hoodies because whether I like it or not, I miss him. His scent and his warmth. Oh, that's right. I forgot to mention that we've been sleeping in separate rooms too. They're right next to each other. I don't know whether he was too tired to walk further than the next room, or if he just knew he couldn't stand being too far away from me. I think it's the second one, not trying to brag (yes I am.). I sit in the living room and me and the b

Dionne's POV: After we finish our movies, Kayno comes back downstairs with Amber and he tucks something in her bra, smacking her ass and whistling as she walks out. When they leave, I turn around and I raise my eyebrow at him. "Someone got lucky?" I say. "I promise I didn't start it, she kissed me first." he says, putting his hands up. "I gave her my number, so we'll be in touch." he says, winking at me. I laugh, turning to the other boys. "What about you, boys?" I say to Z and Mark. "We all got lucky tonight, am I right, boys?" Mark says, laughing and doing handshakes with the boys. "Yeah? Well not me. I'm taking it slow." Zeno says. "That's very sweet of you, Z." I say smiling at him. "You going to bed?" Mark asks. "Yeah. Xavier's probably asleep by now." I say. "Goodnight then." he says. All of the boys hug me goodnight and when Z hugs me, Christine kicks, hard. "Ow! I think she likes you already." I say, rubbing the spot she kicked. "Uncle Z's gonna be her favorite unc

A month and a half later Xavier has a ball to host tonight. His parents decided to move out of the state to Canada to relocate after such a long time, so me, my fiance, and the boys and their girlfriends share the place with each other now. Christine has been getting more active, getting stronger every day. She's definitely gonna be a daddy's girl when she's born, I can see it now. Xavier fixes his tie in the mirror as I bend over to get my heels on. "Baby, I've got it. You're gonna go into labor trying to put those on." Xavier says, walking over to me. "Baby, I'll be fine." "Don't talk back. Now give me the shoe." he demands. He's been like this the whole pregnancy, but ever since last week when the doctor told us I could go into labor anytime, he's been extra cautious. I give him my shoes and he hesitates before putting them on. "Are you sure you want to wear these? Your feet might blister up before the end of tonight.' "Oh my God, Xavier, I'll be fine. You're gonna make us lat

Dionne's POV: I wake up the next morning and Xavier's up with Christine, holding her and kissing her face lightly. He looks down at her with amazement in his eyes, a big smile on his face as he runs his fingers across her silky, smooth hair. She has her yellow blanket around her, so I know Xavier had to reswaddle her. I smile looking at how happy he is to be a dad. She starts to squirm and cry and I sit up and I start to feel for the clip to unclip one side of my bra, my eyes still halfway closed. "Yeah, she's probably hungry. She's been up and down, fussing. I just didn't wanna wake you." he says, kissing Christine as I unclip my bra to feed her. "I'll be fine. We're parents to newborn after all." I say, trying to get Christine to latch on. When she finally latches, I sit back, monitoring her as her eyes close again. "She didn't sleep in her nursery?" "No. You went to sleep as soon as your head hit the pillow. I wanted some time alone with her so I kept her in here every time yo

I carry Christine in her carrier as we go through metal detectors and scanners. After we get past the metal detectors, Xavier grabs my hand and has to scan his other hand and his face to get through a massive gate. When we walk to the other side of the gate, two guards step in front of me and look down at me. "I.D please." they say. "She's with me." Xavier says, his body tense. "Your father demanded-" "I don't give a damn what he demanded. Who do you work for?" he says, squaring up to the guards, making them take cautious steps back. "You, sir." one of them say. "Exactly, which means I can have your asses right back on the streets where you came from in a split second." he says, his hand tightening around mine. I put my hand on his and he releases some of the tension in his hand. He huffs and fixes his tie, walking past the guards. "That's five hundred off both your checks." he says, walking into the building. We walk on polished marble concrete floors and it's completely qui