Resisting Xavier novel Chapter 2

Maya groaned at the Mysterious stranger's retreating figure hiding her face with her hand Wondering what she might have said wrong.

  "That ass though," she whispered noticing his firm ass which his jeans perfectly molded.

  She sighed wistfully remembering his perfectly sculpted face; a piece of art, sharp jawline, long lashes, his abs which his white snugly fitted polo outlined, his broad shoulders that was made for sex, to hold onto as he fucks you hard.

 He was overall a sight for sore eyes but that was not the only thing that caught Maya's attention, she was intrigued by his cold piercing blue eyes with no warmth or feelings, almost like his soul was sucked away from him, she was also drawn to the intimidating and dangerous edge he possesses.

 He was nothing like the perfect pretty boys that were safe in her books to date, he was all man, all delicious.

 There was something dark about him, more like forbidden that should be making her run the other direction but it just intrigues her and lures her in, her days of being a good girl, a prude she thought cringing were long over.

  She tugged at the short dress she was wearing that she had bought on impulse at the mall just for this sole purpose and for the first time that night wondered if she wasn't being a bit too dramatic.

 This was not her, she knew that she wasn't the type of girl who would want to be intimate with a man with no emotional attachment whatsoever.

  Yes yes, I hear you prude.

 She closed her eyes as her subconscious mocked her throwing the word of her ex right back at her, as the images and memory of what had led her to a club in the first place came rushing back to her.

  Maya has been in a relationship with her high school sweetheart Jason Hart. Who was her senior and had moved to California for his college education and had made there his permanent residence after getting a job there immediately after college?

 The plan was for her to attend the same college as him but she didn't get in instead her best friend who had also applied with her did.

 Jason had assured her that he could do long distances and Lauren had promised to look after Jason, a promise which she executed perfectly obviously.

 When Maya's college roommates announced to her that they had finally found a way to get her a job in California and wanted her to move in with them as their housemates.

  It was like a dream come true, seeing her boyfriend anytime she wanted without having to book a ticket, and what better way to break the news to Jason than surprising him with a visit and give up the V card she had to carry for so many years owing to the dilemma of a long-distance relationship.

  It was the perfect reunion or so she had thought.

  A tear rolled down her cheeks as she could still remember the smug, unremorseful expression on Lauren's face.

 "You always have been so dense Maya, I have always had the hots for Jason but as always you wanted everything including the man I had my eyes set on. You never cared about my happiness, I was more like your little maid, like an image in a hoodie no one notices while I had to bear all your smug remarks on not knowing the guy to choose from because almost everyone wanted you while I was more like a nobody!" Lauren had shouted with so much vehemence and bitterness shocking Maya.

  Maya had thought Lauren was more of a shy type, she had tried setting her up with a few good guys but Lauren never liked any of them and she had not voiced out her interest in Jason she had been a fan but now it was more than obvious what she had been a fan of back then or rather to who.

 And to add salt to injury, Jason had confessed his undying love to Lauren and had told her to her face that he was sorry she had to find out like this, that he would have told her sooner but he didn't want to hurt her feelings stating that he was no longer the boy in high school that just wanted to date the snow queen.

 He was a man now with needs and passion, and Lauren was the woman who ignites the desire In him while she, Maya was just too prudish and bland.

 She had run out of his apartment humiliated, betrayed in every sense possible by two people she trusted the most but yet determined to prove to herself that she was anything but a prude and what other way to prove that than this absolute charade, a one night stand with an absolute stranger.

 She smiled despite herself and how she felt and instead decided to focus more on her mission as her eyes searched for her potential one nightstand. His towering height and broad shoulders gave him away as she was able to find him in a crowd within seconds.

 He was talking to a waitress by the look of it since she was wearing the uniform, jeans, and a white top which was two times smaller than her. She was way too friendly and was flirting with him, touching him at every opportunity she gets.

 Even though Maya couldn't see her very well because of the dimly lit spot they were standing on, she could make out the outline of her features and could tell she was hot.

 Maybe I'm not his type.

 Closing her eyes and refusing to let that rejection sting more than it should and in the end make her chicken out and end up home feeling pathetic and more like a sore loser knowing that she couldn't score a guy who was remotely interested in having a one night stand with her which was basically what every guy wants, sex with no strings.

 With a determined nod, she gulped the remaining tequila in her glass and then ignored every moral she had tried instilling in herself ever since she first went to Sunday school she fell amidst the other dancers swaying her hips provocatively determined to get a man.

 The stranger didn't want her and so what? The club was full of another hot male specimen.

  Xavier rolled his eyes inwardly groaning as Bianca one of the waitresses sashayed over to him.

 Bianca had been openly hitting on him for as long as he could remember and even though he considered her a good enough lay since he wasn't particularly looking for a particular trait in women he takes to warm his bed, he didn't appreciate desperation in his women and Bianca was damn desperate.

 A woman like her could easily become too clingy or worst a stalker and that was one complication he was bent on avoiding at all cost.

 Begrudgingly he smiled at her, regretting why he had to be such a gentleman all the time while all he wanted to do was dismiss her since she was currently blocking his vision from a particular stunning woman on black.