<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Xavier Diaz<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Living Room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Jim, Aubrey, Sunny, Leda<br/><br/>One after the other, Aubrey's words were like daggers. not everything she said was true, but he could tell the pain he had caused her just from one incident. "Hey, don't make me out to be some kind of man-whore. It's just..." He stopped as she began again. She was right. He did need to get his shit straight.<br/><br/>A chill ran up Xavier's spine as Aubrey looked into his eyes. He remembered the feeling he had gotten when he was looking into them earlier. He wanted to make it up to her somehow, but agreed that the time was now. It was later when they were in place where they could be honest, no matter how hurtful the truth might have been. "Sure..." He replied, tempted to stop her, but his gaze went over to Leda. Since arriving, he had no intention of becoming a man-whore, but as things looked for him, he seemed to be headed down that path which wasn't a good thing.<br/><br/>Xavier felt Leda's push. Maybe she knew his presence was only making things worse. He decided to listen and turned around, walking away. "Yeah, yeah. I'll go get everybody." It was a lie though. Xavier didn't want to have to see everyone else at that moment. Instead, he was just going to take a shower and get Leda's scent off of himself.