Xavier's POV "We should really be on our way," I inform Brad for the fifth time. Dumping the smartphone back into my pocket, my eyes sweep the large foyer for any sign of Claire. Unfortunately she is nowhere in sight, my best guess is that Diane whisked her off somewhere. The pair was literally standing by one of those undecorated table just a mintue ago. Fuck. Pressing the thick champagne stem against my palm, I exhale sharply in annoyance. The remaining streaks of cold water run down my clammy fingers ticking me off even more. I don't know what's worse the bustling event planners or an absentee Claire. My brother's heavy hand pat my shoulder, his way of silently encouraging me to hop back into the bland conversation. This man has been purposely ignoring everything I've been saying for the past half an hour. It's his childish way of getting me to stay longer than I actually should."Xavier dear," my eyes automatically land back on the woman in front of me. "I hoped there was a b

Xavier's POV"I got one!" Sean pipes up as he laughs hard in his margarita glass. The overhead lights shine down perfectly on his neat wavy hair and pale skin, creating some sort of weird spotlight on him. Apparently it's starting to become a tradition where my family all gather on my damn birthday forcing me to relive my childhood trauma. Most embarrassing shit I ever have to sit through. "I have something to say!" We had moved from Kevin's after the big 'surprise' party and is now kicking it back on my yatch in the wee hours of the morning. The only good thing is that it's just us family. "Unbelievable," chuckling along with the crowded table I shake my head at Kevin's goofy smile. I just know where this is going. Same shit this year just more embarrassing stories. The rest of the group grow quiet and lean in to listen. Shaking my head once more I raise the wine glass to my lips chugging down it's sweet content. Admittedly all this is a bit distracting from just staring at the ol

Xavier's POV "Honestly thought you were here alone," I crinkle my nose slightly at the man's loud departing footsteps. Setting my lips in a thin line, I point at the now closed door. "but you had company..."Twisting my lips to the side I swallow the rest of the sentence. It won't be fair to either of them if I keep letting these suppressed feelings get the best of me. We had an agreement, a code if you may, to stay cordial for the sake of our son. I am sticking to my promise to both of them but I can't shake the hatred of her having that play toy around my kid.Letting out a soft sigh I look over at the woman who sets her arms into a loose fold. She shoots me a flat look. "I did." Holding a hand up to silence me she saunters off towards the kitchen. "Xavier you're suppose to call before you stop by, that was the agreement. An agreement we both agreed to two days ago!" "Don't you think I know that?" I ask speaking up louder as I walk in tow behind her. "Of course I remember our agr

Xavier's POV Huffing out a frustrated sigh I let my eyes wander over the entirety of the paper for the fourth time today. I am still stuck on sheet one for who knows how long! This is way too pathetic; me actually thinking an early morning start would magically alleviate this unbearable numbness. "You're officially the epitome of pathetic mi amigo," rolling the stapled booklet into a loose wrap I fling the thing across the room with all the strength I can muster. I groan when it bounces off the small bookshelf landing with a soft thud a mere three feet away. I've was briefed on the contents within the contract a few days ago before Thomas faxed me the actual documentation. Between all the back and forth this past week I haven't had much time to sit down and read it in full... well until now that is. Arguably not the best time to sign ca-ca with this fucked up space I am currently in. Now there is a massive fire under my ass to approve someone to assist with this heavy workload. Gr

Xavier's POV"So that's it huh?" I hear the asshole snort followed by a short laugh. His voice booms above the ambient music drawing even more attention to us. Reluctantly slowing to a halt, I tilt my head off to the side silently dearing the prick to continue."Typical Danvers behavior man but then again the rotten apple doesn't fall far from the old tr---" This clown! "Chris," Natasha hisses at the idiot, her voice tinged with slight panic. "Let's just go. Now... please."Pursing my lips I reluctantly turn to face the grinning man. His stupid green eyes gleam as he practically brust from all the attention. Despite the burning urge to smash this fucker's face into the wet grass, I flash him a grim smile. "You're welcome Chris! Isn't this what you want man? Why don't you get down on those knees for Daddy while you're at it, son? Mhmm? Since you're being a lil bitch and all." The man's face hardens as he shoots me a warning glance, his s