Xavier POV
It's against my better judgment to do this. With a frown on my face, I straighten the cuffs on my shirt and jacket while Alyssa readies herself in the bedroom. Things have been tense between us since the incident, and although I have acceded to her wishes and invited Theodore and his damn wife Dahlia to our home, it hasn't made the tension in the air any less thick or the atmosphere any less awkward. I don't know what Alyssa is expecting from this dinner tonight, but I do know that she'll be watching me closely, and I swallow hard, forcing myself to stroll into the room, my smile forming as I take in how beautiful she looks in her black dress and heels. She looks like an angel. Her hair cascades loosely down her back, so long that it reaches below the middle and I can feel my m
