Xzavier POV
Tessa collided hard with me, her arms flying around my neck, creating a vise grip. She buried her face in my shoulder, sobs racking her body. I wrapped her in my arms, rubbing small circles in her back.
"It's okay Tessa. I'm right here," I whispered, pulling her tighter against me.
I just held her against me, letting her cry. As much as I wanted to know what had made her this upset, she didn't need questions, she just needed someone to comfort her.
Slowly, her sobs gave way to hiccups, her grip loosening around my neck. She wiped at her face with the sleeve of her shirt. Even after her bout of crying, she was gorgeous. Her eyes were red rimmed as she turned to hide her face.
"Sorry."
" For what?" She gestured with her hand, waving about herself and then at me.
" You
