The urge

Xander let Stacy sleep on his chest in the woods all night, it felt pleasing to let her sleep right next to him. He has never felt this warm in his life, he kissed her hair all night as she was asleep, she wouldn't know. What was wrong with him? He was already trusting the girl that was sleeping right by his side, he looked at her face. "So cute" he muttered and placed his hand on her lips before stroking them. Gosh, the urge. . .

When morning came, they left for their room but she continued her sleep.

Xander wanted to swim with Stacy and maybe she'd touch him and kiss him just like she did the last time. By 8:00 he put on his shorts and knocked on the door to her room. When she came to answer, her hair was messy. With glazing eyes. "Xander," she said.

"Still sleeping" she nodded. "Um, I just. . . Wanna invite you to swim with me" he said after so many struggles.

"Xander" she groaned. "I'm tired" she rejected him. Xander swallowed, just as he expected. "Okay, just let me sleep five minutes, I'll join you," she told and without waiting for his response, she closed the door and threw herself to the bed and went back to sleep.

Xander waited by the pool for hours thinking she'd come but she never joined him. He finally gave up when it was noon and went back to her room but when he peeked through the door, she was seated on her bed busy with her phone.

Xander cursed himself, he had expected too much. He just went back to his room and as he tried not to think of how Stacy forgot about him in no time. He spotted the incomplete painting of his uncle's face. His life was this way because of him. He continued the painting till evening came.

Stacy didn't even go check on him all day, she'd ask him what they'd be doing today but seems, he wasn't so important. He left his room to get something to eat from the kitchen, then he sighted Stacy. His heart tightened and stung as he went closer. Will she even notice his presence?

Stacy did. "Xander, I'm sorry. . .I was too tired to prepare Breakfast or lunch please don't be upset" she held his hand that had the tattoo. He removed her hand slightly.

"I'm not upset" he lied. She didn't even remember about his invitation. He was being that vulnerable young boy he was back then.

"Really?" She asked but before he could say anything, her phone beeped and she left his side and returned her focus to her phone. Smiling she typed fast and didn't know when Xander left the kitchen.

"Xander" she knocked on the door to his room after preparing dinner. He didn't hear her because he was in the bathtub swallowed in his tiring and hurting thoughts. He began to sink himself into the suds.

Stacy entered his room and when she found him not, she went straight to his bathroom. She strode the room and found him in the suds. "Xander!" She dipped her hand in and brought him out but it turned out he was just fine.

Xander wasn't thinking straight so when he walked out of the bathtub, he was completely naked. When he realized that, he immediately grabbed the towel from the rack and wrapped it around his waist.

Stacy was bewitched by the sight of his body, she was burning up like he lit a match inside her. He was damn hot, hotter than the word hot. And when she looked down at what she touched but didn't see. Her lips parted. He was too handsome.

"What are you doing here?" His voice was firm and she stood up. She met his gaze and then as if avoiding hers, he looked away and went to get himself his night clothes.

"It's dinner, it's ready," she told him.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat." He replied and did all that was necessary to his body and then gave her that look telling her that he needed privacy.

"But. . ." She was about to speak but he interrupted her.

"I'll be leaving for a week so you manage the house," he told her.

"Huh?"

"Tomorrow" he cut her off. "Please leave" he gestured to her with a smile. Stacy wasn't happy that she'd be in this big house alone for a week but. . .

"Alright, good night, Master," she said still having that image of his body stored and kept well in her memories.

Xander sighed, she still didn't say anything about earlier. He wasn't bothered that she saw him, what bothered him was whether all Stacy's affections were real or she was just doing all that because of her debt.

He knew deep inside him that he was beginning to like her but he didn't want to get hurt if she say to him someday that she didn't like him but did all that because of the money. His mood was cursed to always be sad and displeasing, one moment he'd be excited, that was ever since she came into his life but the second moment, his mood would get rotten again.