Chapter 18

KIMBERLY'S POV The sun was tauntingly cruel through the curtains as I stirred-my whole body one dull ache. It seemed a truck had run over me, and with every movement an echoing scream right into my head from my protesting limbs. I leveraged myself upwards rather slowly and collapsed onto the bed right away, with the sharp pains which came in just right to my thighs. What in tarnation had I been thinking? Memories cropped up alive so vividly, and I remembered Xavier's touches, his kisses-the way he looked at me as if I were the only human in this world. My face burned with embarrassment of giving myself to him completely without control. But before I could drift off into my reverie, the door creaked open and in strode Xavier with a little clutched jar in his hand, looking like he had been up since dawn, his hair mussed as if he had thrown on the first thing he could find and then dashed out the door. His presence commanded the room as he moved closer to me. "You're awake," he said softe