XAVIER

~YOU CALLED HIM BY ANOTHER MAN'S NAME—AND NOW HE'S GOING TO MAKE SURE YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO WALK STRAIGHT WHEN HE COMES HOME~ had been gone for a week now. Every night he called you before sleeping, his voice warm and tired, always ending the call with “Miss me, wifey?” And yes, you did. Too much. Which was exactly why you decided to prank him tonight. You scrolled through your contacts and pressed Call. The ringback tone hummed softly in your ear before a familiar, low voice answered—rough from fatigue but still honeyed with that signature warmth. “Hey, baby,” he murmured, voice soft, gentle. “You still awake?” You bit back a giggle and stayed silent. “Wifey?” His tone lifted, teasing. “Hmm? You called me but you’re quiet now?” Still no answer. You could almost imagine the confused crease on his brow, the way he probably loosened his tie and leaned back in his chair, smile playing on his lips. “You miss me that bad, huh? You just wanted to hear me breathe?” He chuckled softly. “You’re cute even when you’re quiet, you know that?” And that’s when you did it. You took a slow breath and whispered—soft, hesitant, perfectly timed— “I miss you so much, Kaden… please, come home… come home to me.”