~Katrina~
Xavier!
I didn't want to start asking questions right away. If he was truly the man who sold illegal goods, I needed to be careful with him.
"I'm honored to meet you," I said, trying to sound calm.
His expression was hard to read at first, but then it shifted. He looked confused, like he wasn't sure how to react.
"I should be the one saying that," Xavier replied with a soft chuckle. His eyes moved from me to Rosalind.
"Maybe you should go talk to her," I said, brushing my fingers over my lips like I was zipping them shut.
He laughed.
"No. I'm married," he said.
Ouch. That stung a little.
"Then why were you staring so much?" I asked, trying to keep my voice light.
"If I see a beautiful woman, of course I'll admire her," he said simply. "But it doesn't mean I want her. For example, you're also a beautiful woman."
"Really?" I pretended like I was hearing that for the first time.