She's so drunk that she can't talk right. His shoulders shook as he silently laughed. "Do you want to know the truth?" He whispered ominously, wanting to scare her.

"Oh I don't know, do I put coffee in coconut?" She sassed back the obvious, well to her.

"What?!" He looked disgusted.

"What?" She thought about it again but forgot what she had said. "Just continue whatever was going on, I don't remember anything."

He sighed. He didn't want vomit on the leather of his brother's car or there would seriously be blood, so he was driving slowly.

Parking outside his house, he saw her bouncing in the car. "Wait," he immediately went to her side and got a hold of her.

"Adeline," he whispered seriously. "We have to be super quiet as we go in, okay?"

"Why?" She whispered back.

"Because it's a top-secret mission that I received from the FBI. We have to quietly get past your father and they will give us amazing gifts!" In short, her father could not know.

Excitement rushed through her. "Like a play station?"

Xavier's heart leapt. She was into video games?! He surely lucked out. "Yes, yes. So like to Play too?"

"Psst, no. I'd sell it for money since it's free."

At that moment, he could seriously fall to the ground like in cartoons. "Come on," he grabbed her shoulders and stables her, "be very quiet."

Adeline had the key but Xavier unlocked the house, he didn't quite trust her for this. His senses allowed him to listen to any floor creaks before the humans did and he made sure to avoid those. Successfully laying her down in the bed, he sighed in relief.

She was still awake but very tired. Well, the books stated something else to do too.

"Hey, baby," he patted her face and she clung to him while opening her eyes.

"Yes," she sweetly smiled like a baby.historical

"Where is that remover that takes all the makeup off?" He made her look over her vanity.

"The top drawer, pink in colour and says, Garnier." She replied.

As he opened the door, he noticed she had a fair collection of it but it seemed a lot less than what Ashlynn had because for her Alexander had to make some extra space.

Grabbing it with a lot of cotton, he made his way to her, who was laying down in the middle of the bed. He squeezed a little and the water spouted out and fell onto the bed. Not caring, he simply and gently wiped her face. Some black mascara came off, so he paid more attention there and continued wiping it trice with different cotton as she laughed.

"This feels so good!" She giggled and was immediately hushed by him.

"I know," he threw them down, she would have clean up tomorrow anyway. "hey, I am leaving now, okay? I am not going to help you change." I don't have that much control yet, also, she might not feel good about it in the morning.

"Good night." He kissed her forehead.

She mumbled something and even with his ears he couldn't understand it. Sniffing once, he knew where the medicines were, taking the bottle of water from her dresser, he kept it on the side table with Advil along with a note.

Jumping across to his house's window, he watched her once more and then went to change. Laying down on the bed, he started reading the set of books that Ashlynn had got him on humans relationships which helped him in understanding relationships better. They were completely different from the teachings of his grandfather as his mother had said. He had already read the seven principles of making marriage work and now it was, Attached.

And here he thought love was easy.