Jessie 27
Jessie's P.O.V
The person on the other side appears to be Xavier. I open the door and walk out, closing the door behind me. I take in his appearance. He looks a little better than when I saw him this afternoon but his eyes are swollen and red. Maybe he saw my text and is here to talk. I hope he is.
"Hi," he says in a low raspy voice
"Hey" I reply in a similar manner. My eyes scrutinize him.
He looks uneasy. His hand finds its way to the back of his head and he begins to scratch it nervously. Is this a family trait because Xaiden also does the same when he's a little nervous.
"I'm sorry"
"What exactly are you sorry for Xavier?" I ask with folded arms
His hand slides down to his neck, he lets out an exasperated sigh
"Do I have to say it?"
A sly smile lights up my face. Something about seeing him this nervous is funny
"How can I forgive you if I don't know what you're apologizing for?"
