~Aspen's pov~
I don't know when I slept last night. I remember laying next to Xavier but after that? I don't remember coming back home. But here I am. In the master bedroom staring at the transparent canopy. Xavier wasn't on this bed, I'm guessing Rylan placed him in his crib. I turned my head to the side, Rylan was still in bed. But he was reading a set of files.
His face showed how focused he was, and his fingers tapped on the bed sheet when he was flipping with them. I just watched. His hair tied up, and his chest bare. Just the way he likes to keep it. I've seen him in a shirt but it's tight on him. He's just too fine to hide himself away.
Rylan really helped me out, I don't want to think that I was an ass to him… but perhaps I was.
It's just so hard for me to come to terms wit
