Chapter 22

Amelia's POV

I heard shuffling and opened my eyes to see Xavier awake staring at the ceiling. Instead of alerting him of my consciousness I laid there admiring him. The sharpness of his jaw, the light reflecting in his eyes. The redness of his lips that parted slightly exposing hi-

"Good morning Amelia." He whispered his eyes still trained on the ceiling.

"Good morning Xavier."

"Are you okay?" I asked moving my hand to his chest.

"Yeah... just thinking."

"About what?"

"I want to get to know her." He said looking over to me.

"But." I said knowing there was one.

"There is some resentment in me."

"Just give it a chance find out why she left, and if it's something you can forgive you work on the relationship if not you move on. But either way I'm right here." I told him truthfully he leaned forward kissing my forehead.

"Do you like her?"