Bachelor Unleashed - Brenda Jackson [59]
She nodded, tilting her head back to look up at him. “Yes, it was right after we spent an hour or so in the game room. You beat me at everything that night. Pool. Darts. Pinball.”
He chuckled. “Yes, but you weren’t so bad. In fact I thought you were pretty good.”
She seemed pleased with his compliment. “Really?”
“Yes, really. I think we need to play a few of those games again sometime.”
She studied his gaze. “But not tonight.”
He chuckled. “No, definitely not tonight.”
He pulled her tighter in his arms, and she rested her head against his chest. He felt his desire for her growing and his love right along with it. He tightened his arm around her even more, and glancing over at their table, he saw Donovan and Natalie watching them with curious eyes. But he didn’t care. The only thing he cared about was the feel of her in his arms. The woman whose head was pressed against his heart. A heart that belonged to her whether she knew it or not.
They moved to the slow music, and luckily for him, when the song ended, another slow one began. And just like before, he held her close. At one point he rested his lips close to her ear and sang parts of the song to her. In between the lyrics, he whispered just what he wanted to do to her later. And he was as detailed and explicit as he could be.
When the song came to an end, before they parted, Farrah leaned closed to him and whispered, “Don’t be all talk. Do it.”
Xavier decided to accept her challenge. He took her hand in his and led her back over to their table. After quickly gathering their coats and her purse, they bid good-night to their friends and left.
They didn’t share much conversation in the car. Instead, Farrah stared out the window at the moonless sky, although there were a number of bright stars overhead.
She figured there was nothing left to be said between them since they both knew what they wanted. But that didn’t keep her from anticipating what was in store. She didn’t have any regrets about them being together and couldn’t help thinking how easy it had been to be out with him tonight. She had enjoyed herself before dinner, during dinner and after dinner.
They had discussed a number of topics, and when people who knew them had approached their table, it hadn’t bothered her when she could tell they assumed she and Xavier were an item. Even when Donovan and Natalie had shown up and joined them, she hadn’t been bothered by the knowing looks Natalie had given her.
Farrah’s attention was pulled back to the present when they came to the entrance of Xavier’s subdivision, and he pulled up to the security gate. Moments later he drove through. Most of the homes they passed were adorned with holiday decorations. It then dawned on her that she hadn’t bothered putting up a tree since her divorce from Dustin. At one time she used to fully embrace the merriment of the season and would look forward to all the holiday festivities.
When Xavier’s car pulled into the driveway to his home and the garage door went up, she felt an anxiousness in the pit of her stomach. She was here at the place he considered his primary home. After the garage door closed behind him and he’d brought the car to a stop, he killed the engine before glancing over at her and smiling. “Welcome to my home, Farrah.”
There was something about what he said that sent a warm feeling through her. “Thanks for bringing me here.”
And she truly meant it. There was something about being here, being a part of Xavier’s element and sharing his personal space that had her feeling emotions she had never felt before.
He opened the car door and she watched as he moved around the front of the vehicle to open the door for her. He extended his hand to her, and she took it, and then, surprising her, he whisked her off her feet and into his arms. “Xavier!”
He lowered his head and captured the squeal from her lips, effectively silencing her while mating his