AT THE SAME TIME
ADRIAN'S POINT OF VIEW:
Xavier was light in my arms, too light. His sobs had died down, but the trembling hadn't. I could still feel the shivers down his back as I carried him gently to the small room he'd been using in my home. He didn't resist. His face was buried in my shoulder, his breathing ragged. Whenever I felt him hiccup against me, I wanted to destroy whatever had caused it. I kicked the door with my foot, carefully lowering him onto the bed.
"You're safe." I whispered as I tucked the blanket around him. "You did nothing wrong. Rest now, yeah?"
His lashes were damp, fluttering half closed. He looked so small like this, so damn breakable.
brushed some hair from his forehead and pressed a soft kiss there before backing away. Only when I stood did I realize my hands were clenched so tightly they ached.
