Well, now that you set him on fire, I'm sure we're well on the path to reconciliation.

Beth,” he said simply, his flawless face lit up with anticipation. “There is no doubt in my mind that we belong together, but to spend the rest of my life with you would be an honor and commitment that I would cherish.” He paused, his clear, blue eyes luminous. My breath caught in my throat, but Xavier only smiled. “Beth,” he repeated. “Will you marry me?” The look on his face was pure happiness.

There was an extensive collection of cookbooks in the well-stocked library, and he took to pouring over these in the evenings.

Still the hottest angel I know," he murmured. "It's beyond me how you're still on staff.

My girlfriend is an angel." -Xavier

There was nothing else to do but call upon the Creator, praying, begging, pleading, bargaining—anything to make him protect Xavier. I couldn’t have him ripped away from me like that. I could survive emotional turmoil; I could survive the most intense physical torture. I could survive Armageddon and holy fire raining down upon the earth, but I could not survive without him.

Just because I've walked into this crazy fantasy doesn't mean I can just abandon my other plans, much as I might want to.