A Night With You

"What are you talking about, Norah? You can't be here." There was a hint of anger in his voice.

But he added with smoother tone, "Did something happen? Are you okay, Norah?"

"I had a nightmare, I don't want to sleep alone." She leaned her head on his muscled chest.

She inhaled his smell, clean with a hint of cedarwood from his expensive soap.

"You're not smoking, Xander?" She asked eventhough she knew the answer.

Xander was never a smoker, he might smoke occasionally when he met his business acquaintances, but he never got addicted to it.

Norah knew everything about him, his favourite foods, drinks, hobbies and women. His type of woman was always a supermodel with long legs, lean body, huge boobs, small waist, with a wicked smile.

So it was impossible for him to fall in love with Clara.

Yes, Clara had a nice body, but it was too elegant, too graceful, like a ballerina type of body. She was not as tall as Norah or any other woman Xander dated in the past, she had generous breasts and small waist but her face was too innocent.

It was impossible if Xander attracted to Clara.

"Nope. Never got the pleasure in it." He said coldly.

Why was he so cold? Why wasn't he warm like Liam?

Her mind couldn't help but compare the two men. There was this dark aura around Xander, he had that darkness inside his green eyes that attract woman to him, as if they could rescue him from whatever shithole he was in.

Norah included. She wanted to rescue him, tamed him, made him hers.

She touched his hot naked chest with both of her hands. "Then, what can make you get your pleasure?"

Xander didn't miss the meaning of her words, but he was tired as hell, Daniel kept disappearing like a ghost. They thought they finally got him, but it turned out he was already two steps ahead of them.

That motherfucker was really good at evading the police. Xander had placed several of his men to chase him too, but it was fruitless.

He sighed, Xander knew he promised her a dinner then cancelled it at the last minute, he knew he used Norah just to get Clara jealous, he filled his days with works and nights going out with this girl in his arm, her blue eyes begged him to let her stay.

"I'm tired, what I really need is a rest." He said the truth.

A rest without all of this nonsense.

Norah pouted her lips, "Then let me sleep here, let me spend a night with you." She whispered.

She was blunt and speak of things in the heat of the moment, knew what she wants and shot it straight.

"You don't know what you're talking about." He bit back a curse.

He was not immune to warm female body, he was a healthy strong man with needs, his balls were tight from resisting a visit at Clara's room for days. He wanted to punish her, let the woman yearned him.

But his mind kept playing the memories of Clara made him spurt inside her mouth, then she licked the remaining cream on her lips, that hazel eyes challanged him with proud looks because she had control over him.

It was not forced, she did it sincerely, did it like the good girl she was.

His Clara.

Fuuuuck, he was hard from thinking about that. He was the one who yearned her presence, her body, her soul.

Xander held Norah away before she felt that hardness poking from the towel. "Look, you can sleep on my bed if you want, Norah.. But we're just going to sleep. Okay? I won't do anything to you."

"Really? Thank you, Xander." Her eyes filled with tears.

Norah was a crybaby, he didn't know if she was already like that before everything happened or because what Daniel did to her. He pitied her, he just saw her as a sister. But he didn't know if he could resist her advanced forever.

Norah was an attractive young woman, and he needed to control himself.

"I'll put a clothes on. Get on the bed first."

Norah meekly obeyed and Xander quickly wore his pants, he usually slept buck naked, but he couldn't do it with Norah here.

He clicked off the lights, and got up on the bed, it creaked under his weight and he turned his back to her. The second his head touched the pillow, he was fast asleep.

Norah couldn't sleep, the bed was full of his musk scent. She carefully inhaled the pillow, bedsheet and blanket. She might turned into a dog if she sniffed something one more time.

The moment her mind say that, she froze.

No, she was a person, a human, not a dog or a pet. She inched closer to Xander, to his warm broad back. Norah was afraid if she touched him, he would wake up. He said he was tired, but kind enough to let her stay.

So Norah just curled her body in a small ball behind him.

Somehow, when the dawn was breaking, Xander turned and found Norah curled like a wounded pup behind him. With sleepy eyes, and his side was hurt from sleeping on one side, he turned facing her and fell asleep again.

Norah was the one to wake first, she blinked open her eyes and saw Xander facing her. Her heart was bursting with happiness because she could wake up beside the man she loved.

She wanted to touch his cheek, his mouth, he was snoring lightly with deep breaths. Xander was so handsome her heart ached. God sculpted him with care.

She heard a faint knock on the door and quickly got up from the bed, afraid it would disturb his beauty sleep, Norah opened the door.

The woman with long silky brown hair stood in front of the door with disbelief in her eyes, her eyes looked at Norah first.

"Clara.." Norah gasped.

Then her hazel eyes looked inside, whatever she saw inside, it broke something in her. But as fast as a blink of an eye, Clara smoothed her expression, smiled sweetly at her.

"Norah.."