the door to close before moving back to the bedside. He noted Aline was struggling to sit up straight enough to eat and drink. “Would you like my help?”
“Would you mind? I’d really like to drink my coffee rather than wear it.”
Xavier laughed.
He has the sexiest laugh I’ve ever heard. Maybe I misjudged him when I said he was arrogant and rude.
Xavier moved the tray out of the way and held his hands near her waist, palms up. “May I?”
Aline drew in a deep breath. He was going to put his hands on her. Get a grip. He’s going to help you to sit up, is all. “Yes.”
Grasping her around the waist, he eased her slowly up the bed until she was sitting. He re-arranged the pillows behind her and under her broken leg. Once he was satisfied she was comfortable, he moved the tray back to where she could reach it.
Aline zeroed in on the coffee and took a huge gulp before sighing. “Sorry. Thank you.”
Xavier sat.
“Would you like a sandwich?”
“No, thank you. I ate in the cafeteria with Callie after we knew you were out of surgery. We had to wait for you to be brought up here and it filled up the time.
Aline again gulped at her coffee before picking up a quarter of her ham and cheese sandwich and taking a bite. “You don’t have to stay, you know. Don’t you have to teach tomorrow?”
“Yes, but I’ll be fine. I am used to going without sleep. I’ll get some sleep after teaching and then visit in the afternoon with the class notes. We can start immediately so you don’t fall behind if that suits you.”
“That will be perfect, thank you. What about your other classes?”
“I only teach Contract Law, three days a week. I fly back to Dalton on Thursday afternoons to check in at my office and back here on Sunday evenings. When you own a company you have to keep your finger on the pulse. I have exceptionally good staff but I like to know exactly what is happening.”
“So you work on weekends?”
“It’s all the same to me.”
“So, if you don’t like leaving your company, why are you teaching so far away?”
“I was asked to.”
“Do you always do what you’re asked even if it means leaving your business in the hands of others? Or, do they have something on you?” She smiled cheekily.
Xavier laughed. A deep, rumbling sound that enveloped her like a warm blanket. “No, I don’t normally do as I’m asked or as I’m told. I usually do things my way. Doug Franklin is a good friend and he was in a bind. I was glad to be able to help him out.”
“So, you like to get your own way?”
“I like to get what I want.”
His smoldering gaze bored into her. Her nipples puckered and hardened, her pussy pulsed. “And, is there something you want, Mr. Pierce?”
“Let’s just say I have my eye on something I want very much.” His voice was deep, commanding.
“Something or someone?”
“You, Miss Bennett-Miller, are very perceptive. In this instance it is someone.”
“Do you usually get what you want?”
“Always.”
Aline gulped down the rest of her coffee and nudged the tray away. “I think this may be the first time you don’t get what you want.”
“We will see, Aline.” he smirked.
Cocky bastard . “Indeed, Xavier.”
Chapter Four
Xavier increased his pace as he neared Aline’s room. He couldn’t wait to see her again despite the fact she had challenged him earlier that morning. Did she really believe she could deny him what he wanted? He knew he could be ruthless when it came to his desires. Aline may force him to chase, something he’d never done before, work a little harder than he normally would but he had no doubt, she would end up in his bed. His dick hardened at the thought of holding her as he eased himself inside her channel and fucked her until she couldn’t think straight. She would be well worth the chase. Patience wasn’t his strong point when it came to women, but Aline was such a prize he was prepared to bide his time.
He pushed on the door