Chapter 9With all the pretense gone, after we finished dinner, we snuggled together on the couch. Xavier was practically sprawled over me, his bigger body pushing me into the soft cushions in the best possible way. He’d put on some soft music I wasn’t paying attention to, but it set a nice backdrop as we cuddled and let our food settle. Holding him was quickly becoming my new favorite activity. As was dropping kisses in his hair, because his head was right there and I could.
“Where’s your pump?”
Xavier tilted his head so he could look at me, his brow creased and a question in his expression. “Uh, in my pocket?”
I shook my head with a laugh. “I meant the needle. In your body. Where is it?”
He made a vague gesture. “Right lower back. Why?”
“And your glucose right now?”
“I accounted for
