CHAPTER 30
~Xena's POV~
It wasn't accidental like before but soft and firmer.
Xade tasted warm, and his restraint slid like sand between fingers. I felt him holding back, barely, like the only thing stopping him was me.
And I… I almost let him.
I pressed a hand to his chest and whispered against his lips. "Xade… stop."
He stilled.
I swallowed hard. "I don't want to think about anything. I don't want to assume this is special, cause it's not. And you couldn't answer me earlier about how many girls you've brought here."
He looked at me for several seconds. I couldn't tell what he was thinking either.
Then he said calmly. "One."
I blinked. "One?"
"Yes."
For some weird reason, my chest tightened and I felt hurt hearing that. Then, after a beat, e added, "my sister."
I stared.
He shrugged lightly. "She doesn't like being touched much. So when I bring her here, I don't let attendants help with her zipper."
My throat tightened. "…Oh."
