Chapter 90

XAVIER’S POV I sat on the bed, laughing at Kimberly's flushed face. Before I could process it, she pushed me on the bed for the second time tonight. The next minute, she was tucking the blanket over us, shrouding us in darkness. I again opened my eyes, my eyes gradually adjusting to the bluey darkness filtering through the sliver of thin window of the slit in sheets. "Kimberly, what in the world are you—” "Shhh," she lip-whispered, halting me in my stride with the hand and indicating her wrist in front of my face. "See? It's fluorescent!" I hesitated for a moment. A green light in the dark. A wink of a cartoon character on her arm—two little figure chain, holding hands. I raised an eyebrow and looked up. "And I'm which one?" She smiled. "The left one!" I raised my eyebrows when I noticed the one on the left was in a wedding dress "That's not right. baby. And why am I in a dress?" Kimberly couldn't even smile, and was foiled by the ringing phone. Scowling. She hit hard on the red button