Norah simply glanced at him, realizing that even his rugged, unrestrained sleeping posture made her pulse hammer wildly.
Beauty truly was in the eye of the beholder.
Norah crawled into her own bed, squeezed her eyes shut, and then popped them open again. She rolled over to look at her personal masterpiece. "Mr. Flemmings, tell me a bedtime story!"
Xavier slowly lifted an eyelid, shooting her a lazy, sideways glance. "You want to hear the story of my two hundred and twenty-nine ex-girlfriends?"
Norah glared at him. "If you've got the guts to tell it, I've got the guts to listen!"
"Alright then." Xavier propped himself up against the headboard, adopting a nostalgic expression. "The first woman I ever loved..."
Norah instantly yanked the blanket over her head, burrowing deep under the covers.
Watching her hide like a terrified ostrich, Xavier couldn't hold back a low, rumbling laugh. He reached over and flicked off the lights.
The next day, Xavier took Norah to see the tourist attractions around Bloomfield. She had the time of her life, and Sunday flew by in a blur.
Monday morning.
At the same teahouse they had visited before, Xavier and Wyatt were scheduled to meet the developer at ten o'clock.
Xavier and Norah arrived ten minutes early to wait. Xavier ordered a slice of matcha cake for Norah, which sent a thrill straight to her heart—he had actually remembered her favorite dessert from last time.
At exactly ten o'clock, Wyatt walked in with their contact.
Wyatt made the introductions. The project manager for the hotel development was Warren Wallace, a man in his early forties with a receding hairline and a slight paunch. Beneath slightly drooping eyelids, his gaze was sharp and calculating.
Once everyone took their seats, Wyatt laid out the purpose of the meeting.
Xavier followed up by explaining the situation with the Donovan family's property.
Xavier didn't push the issue. Instead, when he went to settle the tab, he bought a few boxes of premium cigars and had Warren's assistant take them as a quiet thank-you.
After lunch, he and Norah drove back to the mountain to deliver the good news to the Donovans.
The family was overjoyed, thanking Xavier profusely.
Watching the subtle, satisfied smile on Xavier's face, Norah knew he was genuinely happy. He had managed to protect his fallen comrade's family.
By the time they finished catching up with the Donovans and drove back to the city, the sun had already set.
Xavier decided they would head back to J City the next morning, a plan Norah fully supported.
The night passed without incident. The following morning, Xavier checked out of the hotel. They grabbed a quick breakfast and were just getting into the car to head home when Xavier's phone rang. It was Dylan.

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The readers' comments on the novel: Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan)
Thank you for the updates....
I love it, I love it! Thank you for the updates....
Dear author Lucy, may we please have updates. Thank you....
There's a song currently playing via YouTube and TikToc by LowDii "Touch Me Softly" that makes me think of Norah and Xavier (Gonzalez). Please, I'm looking forward to updates. Thank you for your writing....
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As the plot thicken. Adrian is done for and he can't try to control Norah, so he'd probably tattle to Janice who's gone for two weeks. Thank you soooo much for the updates....
These updates were too funny. Thank you so much for the updates....
I forgot to add Amy to the group of pregnant women,since she was the first. Emily and Sylvia better be careful since pregnancy is in the air....
Wow! This is great, both Estelle and Magdalen are pregnant at the same time and I hope that Xavier is Norah neighbor. Thank you for the updates....
Author Lucy you're a blessing. Thank you so my for the updates. I hope that Norah's neighbor is Xavier she gets her memory back....