/Bella POV/
She could see Xavier, stark naked and f*****g beautiful with his toned abs, sharp v-line standing in front. She looked down at the brown, polished floor, suddenly self-conscious, so small and dainty compared to her daddy.
"Baby," and even though Xavier cursed like a sailor at times and has a rather vile tongue, the way the endearment rolls off his tongue always made her fuzzy and warm.
"You're so pretty and..." He took a deep breath as if he was overwhelmed, "all mine."
Bella was sure she dazed out for mere minute or so after that, deep in thought, appreciating the amazing person before her, because she can hear shuffling around her and then Xavier was laying on the carpet, propping himself on one hand and looking at her with a smirk on his face.
She looked up at him,
