The Untouchable Ex-Wife

With those words, Xavier scooped Leia up in his arms, brimming with a boyfriend’s energy.
They headed to the bedroom-the night was still young, and there was still much to be done.
***
The next day, Leia woke up feeling reinvigorated in heart and spirit, finding it a little unreal to
see the handsome face asleep beside her.
In reality, they did not do anything at all-Xavier’s heart bled for her after she was bullied
thoroughly in prison, and he tended to her wounds, then held her in his arms as they slept.
She was the one who was getting restless with her dainty hands, caressing him all over as if
challenging his resolve.
Still, he did not give in to her flirting at all and held her in his arms with his eyes closed.
“Calm down,” he said with some detachment. “There’s no need to jump into action-we have
years ahead of us.”
And now, she stared at him as he lay sound asleep, complaining inwardly about how he was
usually a Casanova that bedded every woman he met, but he turned out to be so... chaste
when it came to her.
She could not help lowering her gaze at her loose pajamas, wondering if she was too plain
to whet his appetite.
The thought alarmed her, and she mustered her courage to lean in and kiss Xavier’s lips,
waking him right then.
“Ugh...” Xavier was still in a daze when he found the cutie throwing herself into his arms.

And who could resist such temptation? He turned and moved on top of her. “You’re a little
inexperienced, Leia. Let me give you a few pointers.”
It was a lazy weekend, fit for relaxing. Even the sun seemed languid.
However, just as they were about to go right down to business, Leia sharply said something.
‘Wait!”
“Wait? Why? Don’t you know that men get particularly hungry in the mornings-”
“Shut up! You’re the one who told me to calm down last night!”
“Last night was last night. It’s morning now,” Xavier retorted, clearly eager to get going.
“No, that’s not it! I think someone just opened the door!” Leia snapped. She gathered all her
ability for restraint and reluctantly pushed him away.
Her hearing was sharp as ever, and she definitely heard the front door open.
“Is that your mother?” She suggested and promptly sat upto straighten her hair and clothesshe did not want her future mother-in-
law to think her unseemly.
“Fine, I’ll check,” Xavier’s head cleared up just then, and put on a pair of trousers while his
hair remained disheveled-a fact that did little to curb his charm.
Having calmed down, that aloof demeanor that returned to him became so bewitching once again.
His towering figure soon stepped out of the bedroom, though his relaxed expression soon
turned cool and contorted when he saw the woman sitting in the living room.
“What are you doing here?” He demanded, his hands in his pocket while his gaze was as
cool as ice.

“I missed you,” the woman’s eyes were red as she threw herself into his arms. “Don’t you
want to know how much?”