“Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.”
― Anais Nin
“You don’t want me,” Rose breathed out. She held back the tears threatening to well over. “You don’t…” and then she squared her shoulders, trying to compose herself before her next scathing reply. “Well if the only problem is that I’m a virgin, I guess I’ll just have to find someone to take it,” Rose snapped. She walked forward to push past him.
A growl tore from Xavier’s throat at her comment, he grabbed her before she could push past his form.
“No one touches you,” Xavier growled, his fingernails began to extend into claws, canines protruded from his gums. He was on edge.
“What you don’t wan
