Are You Propositioning Me?

"Which do I choose?" Xavier asked himself.

'Do I keep my promise or do I do as I please?'

'Madeline would be upset if I broke her promise. I wouldn't want to upset my friend.'

'I should return to her quarters,' Xavier decided.

"So much for an entire day to myself," he sighed, walking over to Madeline's place, just as he said he would.

He knocked on the door.

It wasn't a few minutes before Madeline opened the door for him.

"You're back!"

"Why do you seem so surprised? Remove that look off your face," Xavier scrunched his nose.

Madeline stuttered, "W-well, I-I didn't expect you to come back here. I thought you'd have gone to your place or something."

"I'm a man of my word, I wouldn't have left you here."

Madeline changed the topic.

"Moving on," she began.

"You have the entire day off, what do you want to do?"

Xavier had no idea what he wanted to do now that he finally had some time freed.

"Read a book, get some sleep, have a meal," Xavier answered.

Madeline had a huge frown on her face.

"Seriously?"

"That's it?"

"Do you have a problem with what I decided to do on my one day off?"

Madeline retorted, "Yes! I do."

Xavier hadn't expected that as her answer.

"You have the entire day to do whatever you please. And seeing as your meaning of a day off is just sleeping, eating and reading, as your friend I'm telling you you should add some spice into your life."

"Are you propositioning me…?"

Madeline looked confused for a second. She was seconds away from asking what he meant before realization dawned upon her like the sun did every day at dawn.

"I MEANT YOUR LIFE LIFE, NOT YOUR… OTHER LIFE--"

She facepalmed. Her soulmate was filthy-minded.

"Aish, you're so filthy-minded."

After realizing he made the atmosphere a whole 'nother level of awkward, an idea came to Xavier's mind. One that was beneficial to both parties. He hadn't even snapped back when he heard Madeline call him filthy minded.

He extended his hand.

"Come with me."

"What?"

"I'm inviting you to my place."

"If this is about what I said before, that wasn't what I intended to mean--"

"It's a friendly gesture, don't take it the wrong way and make me uninvite you."

Xavier walked over to Madeline's door, leaving Madeline standing there alone.

"Are you coming or are you not?"

Madeline swallowed. That gesture had taken her completely by surprise.

"Coming," she answered.

With every step she made moving closer to Xavier, she was filled with a tad bit of hesitation. What did he intend to do when he invited her to his place?

Madeline decided to trust him. Xavier was her friend after all. Her red string flashed. It served as a reminder to her of what fate had planned out for her, but she disregarded it.

She made her own way in the world, and if her friend decided to invite her to his place then so be it!

"So, where's your place?" Madeline asked after she and Xavier were no longer at her quarters.

"A long ways from Eudora," Xavier answered.

Madeline's eyes widened.

"It's not at Eudora?"

"If my place were to be situated in Eudora, for everyone else to waltz in whenever they pleased, it'd create a huge problem."

"But who'd dare do such a thing when you're the alpha and it's where you live?" Madeline questioned, genuinely curious if someone would be that foolish.

Xavier remained silent, fueling Madeline's assumptions.

"Some do," was all he said.

"So how are we going to get there?"

Xavier rolled up his sleeves and extended both his arms.

Madeline looked at his muscly arms and then back at his face, confused as to whether or not he was showing off his arms or asking her to let him carry her.

She stood there, jaw on the floor, gaping at him.

"What are you looking at?" Xavier inquired.

'His drool-worthy arms, that's what you're looking at,' a voice in her head answered.

'Can't disagree with that,' the other voice said, snickering.

Madeline gulped.

She couldn't understand how this man was more than hundreds of years old and still managed to look like a snack.

'And now she's spent a couple minutes trying not to melt into a puddle in front of him. How cute,' a voice spoke.

'Quit being sarcastic, he's hot.'

'No need to state the obvious, dumbass,' the voice retorted.

It was the angel and devil in Madeline's brain, fighting over what they thought was right and what Madeline should do next - as per usual. To put it in a way that wasn't too strange, it was like two sides of Madeline's conscience.

"What are you waiting for?"

"For me to scoop you up and just bring you to my place like I'm your knight in shining armour?" Xavier mocked.

"You've spent the past couple of minutes staring at me."

"And I'm the one you call filthy-minded, tsk. You're being hypocritical."

"I am not a hypocrite!" Madeline insisted, crossing her arms and looking away from him.

"If you say so," was all Xavier had to say in return.

When Madeline stood there, still doing nothing, Xavier asked her, "Do you want to see what's my place is like or not?"

Madeline exhaled, knowing her curiosity would betray her.

But, she held on for as long as she could, before she couldn't help but go, "Fine."

"Maybe I do want to see what your place is like. But no funny business!"

"Have you ever saw me as the type of person who plays shenanigans and pranks on people and is considered…"

Xavier looked disgusted as he finished his sentence.

"...funny?"

Stating the obvious, Madeline answered, "No."

"Exactly."

Madeline got on Xavier and made herself comfortable.

(Author's Note: I promise you didn't mean to make it sound so ambiguous, I just couldn't come up with any other way to describe that action in particular. O_O)