Xavier's POV
I got back into bed beside Hailey with the rest of the wine bottle balanced in my hand... The room was warm and quiet.
It actually felt great to have her in here because for the first time in days, maybe even weeks, I wasn't staring at case files or crime scene photos... Though I had no idea how working with her will look like now that we had crossed so much lines. One thing was clear though, I was never going to see her the same way again, not after everything we had done.
I grabbed the TV remote from the bedside table and switched the television on... I pressed the remote repeatedly, going from channel after channel flashed across the screen.
From news, to sports, then movies and more news... Nothing interesting.
Behind me, Hailey stretched and climbed out of bed.
She grabbed one of the hotel towels and wrapped it around herself.
"I need to use the restroom."
I waved the remote lazily. "Okay. Don't stay too long. I am waiting."
