Xander said tenderly as he drew near to her. He held a hand out in her direction. For a moment it looked like she was going to tell him to go fuck himself. But as he predicted, two hours of sex tamed her. She wasn’t mad anymore. “Was that your first time?” He asked her as he drove south toward building seventeen. “With multiple men, I mean.” Her head swung around, eyes round. A slight blush crept over the delicate contours of her cheeks. “How did you know?” “I had a pretty good view through the window…for the first hour anyways, then I moved to the entrance of the building.” She was silent. “I’m sorry,” he said. Jaci released a deep breath. “I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t even want to think about it. I finally feel a little normal after four days of feeling like crap. Leave it. Just leave it, for now.” He felt grim as his gaze roamed over her, assessing her body language. It screamed tired and defeated. “Okay. For now.” Their ride in the elevator continued the silence and when they entered the apartment, Jaci went straight to the bathroom and took a shower.
