Ashlyn's POV
Being in Xavier’s arms gave me all the comfort I needed. The warmth of his embrace washed away the night’s horrors, and before I could stop myself, I kissed him hard.
He responded just as fiercely, his lips moving with mine in perfect sync. When we finally pulled back, I leaned closer and whispered near his ear, “Red Room. I want to be in the Red Room.”
His gaze darkened, but he didn’t hesitate. Without a word, he scooped me into his arms and carried me inside.
Gently, he laid me on the bed, his touch careful yet possessive. My damp clothes clung to me uncomfortably, and I wasted no time getting rid of them.
“Can you give me a bath?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Xavier leaned forward, kissing my forehead. “Anything for you, baby. I’ll prepare for it. S
