You found yourself in a whirlwind of emotions as you sat on Xavier's lap, surrounded by your friends in the cramped car. He was your situationship, wildly attractive, and treated you better than anyone else ever had. It was so clear he was obsessed with you, and every lingering glance and soft touch sent your heart racing.

As the car bounced over the rocky road, you accidentally shifted left and right, your movements causing a spark of tension between you. Xavier threw his head back, holding your hips firmly as he rasped, “Stop, please.” The way he said it made your breath hitch, an undeniable heat pooling in your stomach as you felt something growing beneath you.

Finally, when you arrived at the restaurant, you tried to get up from his lap, but he held you in place, resting his head on your shoulder. “Just a second,” he sighed shakily.