Ah, fiddlesticks.
“That fucker,” Xander growled, snatching my phone and immediately texting back a reply.
Nononono…
“What are you doing?” I hissed, attempting to grab the phone yet somehow failing.
Goodness, he’s fast for a normie!
“I am telling your boss that you will gladly be inafteryou’ve eaten a balanced breakfast. Including my cock.” When he spotted my horrified expression, he snickered. “I didn’t actually say that last bit, sweetheart.”
My phone immediately buzzed, and Xander’s eyes narrowed. “Who the fuckisthis clown? You’d think he was somebody import—Oh, you work for Solomon Biggs? Interesting…”
Internally groaning, I tried to grab my phone again, but he took a step back and continued texting. Biggs Enterprises was notoriously polarizing among humans—and some supes—as many believed a corporation shouldn’t be in charge of running a city.
I mean, they’re not wrong.
Of course, I wouldnevervoice this dissent out loud. The Biggs family founded Big City and only hired the best heroes to defend it. Being chosen for this position was an incredible honor, even if it wasmyfamily name that helped me acquire it.
It’s just how it is.
“I really do need to get going,” I sighed, realizing I would have to fly at top speed to avoid invoking more of Biggs’ wrath. “But um… I would like to see you again. You know, if you want…”
Xander scoffed, and I immediately assumed the worst, but his slow smile soothed my fears. “Oh, sweetheart, I’ve already saved my number in your phone and texted myself, so I have yours.” His breathtaking gaze met mine across the breakfast bar as he handed the device back to me. “And I’d also like to see you again. In my bed. As soon as possible.”
“Tonight?” I blurted out, apparently physically unable to play it cool with this man.
What happened to not acting needy?
Because he specialized in sex sorcery, Xander brought me to full attention with nothing but a wink. “It’s a date. Just tell me when mean ol’ Biggs finally lets you off the clock, and I’ll pick you up at the office.”
Gliding over to where I sat, he leaned in and placed his large hands on my thighs—dangerously close to my aching dick. “And sweetheart? Don’t you dare touch your cock before then. I promise I’ll take care of you later.”
He ghosted his lips over mine, brushing a finger down the bulge in my pants with a featherlight touch. Then he was gone, shooting me another saucy wink before breezing out of my apartment.
Definitely a sex wizard.
I waited until I heard the elevator ding before hurrying into my bedroom, yanking on my Lycra, and covering it with a civilian suit to save time. Quickly packing everything I’d need for asleepover at Xander’s,I grabbed my keys and phone, then raced for the roof.
And because I was a lovesick fool, I peeked at the text Xander sent to his phone from mine, somehow hardening more when I saw he’d saved his contact info as ‘Daddy Xan.’
Sweet cheez-its, this man!
Another groan left my throat as I opened the text, wondering how I would fly with a boner and keep it down all day.
I can’t wait to collect my reward for being such a good boy.
CHAPTER9
XANDER
Why would he take the stairs instead of the elevator?
After leaving Butch’s apartment, I’d quickly hidden a couple of remote-access cameras in his private penthouse hallway before the elevator arrived. It was partly because I didn’t like the idea ofanyonecoming over here, but I also didn’t trust Violentia not to snoop around The Gloucester, now that she knew I might unmask Captain Masculine.
Anything to steal the glory for herself.
Besides the higher-ups at the United Super Nations and local governments, very few supes knew each other’s civilian identities. It was a fail-safe insurance policy created by the USN, in case a powerful supe went rogue and needed to be taken out. High resolution photos of Signe and Ender Suarez—aka Glacial Girl and Apocalypto Man—were probably plastered all over Biggs Enterprise’s situation room, but I doubted Violentia or my other siblings had ever been identified outside of their required registration with the USN.