Chapter 85: [85] This Is Getting Harder
They made it back to their apartment building just as the sky darkened to deep indigo. "We could keep guessing about Dominic all night," Xavier said as they stepped into the elevator. "But without solid information, we’re just spinning theories."
Calypso leaned against the elevator wall. "I know. It’s just unsettling."
The elevator doors opened with a soft chime, and they walked down the hallway to their apartment. Xavier glanced at Aurora’s door as they passed.
I wonder if she’s home? Should I invite—nah I’m not an idiot.
Once inside, Xavier set their food on the kitchen counter while Calypso took off her shoes and headed straight for their bedroom.
Xavier unpacked the food containers, arranging them on the counter before heading to the bathroom to wash his hands. His reflection in the mirror looked a lot more settled than it had two weeks ago. Director Angelo’s words echoed in his mind: You have leadership qualities whether you want them or not.
When he emerged, Calypso had changed into pink silk pajama shorts and a matching camisole.
"Your turn," she said, brushing past him toward the kitchen. "I’m starving."
Xavier changed into black sweatpants and a gray t-shirt, then joined Calypso at the small dining table where she’d arranged their food. She was already halfway through a cream-filled pastry, a dab of filling at the corner of her mouth.
"You have..." Xavier pointed to his own mouth.
Calypso wiped it away with her thumb, then licked the cream off. "So good," she sighed. "I’ll never get tired of tasting things."