With her cheeks still present with a blush and her clothes having been replaced on her body quite rapidly, Caitlyn sat on a chair across Hunter’s room, just as a knock came upon the other side. Imagining it to be his father, a man she wanted to impress due to the interest she held in his son, she waited anxiously as Hunter moved to the door. Within seconds, it came open to show a younger man than whom she had expected, but still one of relation to Hunter. It showed by the dark puppy dog eyes, yet lacked those signature dimples. When seeing Caitlyn across the room, he looked to Hunter with confusion and regret from having walked in on something that was clearly interrupted.
“Apparently my brother has lost his manners…” The elder of the two spoke before he extended his hand to Caitlyn. “St
