Your best friend is constantly trying to set you up with her brother. She think you are perfect for each other. She says you are practically soulmates. She doesn't know you both don't get along. He is insufferable. And unfortunately she has locked you in his room with him. She says she won't open the door until you talk to each other. Xander is laying on his bed, with his ankles crossed. You are sitting on the corner of his bed. "Did you force my sister to lock us in here?" He asks with a snarky tone. You ignore him. "Did you miss me? Did you want to spend time with me?" He asks. You continue to ignore him. He stands up and hovers over you. He pushes you backwards and pins you to his bed. You gasp, looking into his eyes. He has a strong confident smirk. "Are you going to talk, or am I going to help you?" He asks, glancing towards your lips.