Xavier's POV
I woke up the next morning to my phone ringing annoyingly loud, the shrill sound practically cut through the quietness of the room like a knife and the sound was irritating the hell out of me.
I was still tangled between the sheets with Hailey cuddled up next to me, her naked body warm and soft against mine... Her leg was thrown over mine, one of her tits pressed firmly against my chest, and her hair tickled my shoulder.
I moved slightly in bed, shifting my weight, but I didn't get up or even try to reach for my phone. I just ignored the call because come to think of it, it was Saturday morning, for fuck's sake, and I didn't have work. So what the hell could be so important that it couldn't wait a few more hours?
I turned and found a more comfortable position, while my hand lazily moving around Hailey's body before grabbing her full breast and squeezing it possessively.
