Alex's POV
I couldn't believe this. Xavier—the quiet, brooding, and reserved Xavier—was carrying me on his shoulder like some kind of cave man, like a trophy he'd just conquered. My cursing and hitting didn't even make him flinch. He didn't seem to care that we were drawing attention as we passed through the hall..
It wasn't like we were close. In fact, we'd never been close. We never had a bond the way I had with Lucian or even Tyler. But Xavier? He was different. He'd always been the quiet one, the one who never really engaged with me on any deeper level. Even when I was part of their group—the four of us: me, Lucian, Tyler, and Xavier—I never felt like I truly connected with him.
