Page 128 of Pervade Montego Bay
“It’s a school, too. Taking care of the children is Louis’ passion. He’s the one who set up the manor alongside James. He helps him fund it.”
“The children…” My brain processed his words. “That’s wonderful.”
What better place to hide a child than amongst other children? It was genius really, though devastating to think of a child living without parents. Surely James hadn’t tucked his boy away in such a place? My mind rejected the thought.
Xavier narrowed his eyes on me. “What’s going on in that noggin?”
“Do you think I could help deliver the toys?” I sucked on my bottom lip as my plan came together. Being around James when he interacted with the kids would enable me to watch him, see if he connected with a specific child…his child.
I pushed to my feet. “I’d love to help.”
“Don’t see why not. James would love to have you there. I’ll arrange a car to drive you down.”
“Wonderful!”
“Come on,” he said. “I’ll make us breakfast.”
I gestured for him to stay seated. “I’ll make it. It’s important you keep working. Do you want some more coffee?”
“I’d love some.”
Outside the window I saw a flash of lightning and heard a crack of thunder.
“Oh, no,” I said. “What about the toys?”
“These storms blow over quickly. Let me save this.” He clicked the mouse. “In case there’s a power outage.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“It’s about James.” I swallowed my trepidation about broaching the subject of him having a secret child.
“Em.” He pulled his hands back from the keyboard. “Let’s just be grateful that James is exploring a relationship with us. You don’t need to know how he got there. Let’s put all our focus on us, okay?”
“Okay.”
Somehow, he’d reached James and the how wasn’t important. Just seeing James happy was enough.
Xavier and I had been so damn serious for such a long time. I wanted the old us back, the playful us, the cute couple—the two people who loved unconditionally and deserved their happily ever after.
I headed out of the room, deep in thought.
“Hey, you okay?” he asked.
I spun back around to face him and yanked open my shirt to flash my boobs. “Can I interest you in something a lot less boring?”
He pushed himself up out of the chair and grabbed for me.
I squealed and leaped back, turning and bolting out of the room.
His footsteps were close behind. I ran into the sitting room and flung myself onto the luxurious couch. Xavier flung himself on top of me and pinned my arms above my head, leaning in to kiss my neck, his soft lips tracing along my throat and gliding over my jaw. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him to me.
The shirt had ridden up over my waist and the bulge of his jeans pressed my sex, causing a tingling between my thighs as desire rushed over me.
“Xavier, tell me this is real.”
“You’re my girl, Em.” He let go of my wrists and worked his way down my body. “Never forget that.”
