Thinking of her latest artistic rendezvous with Hunter, Caitlyn found herself lost in thought no matter where she found herself. When she should have been studying alongside Diamond and Aaron, she was thinking of his hands entering her jeans. As she would be needing to support Jack as he scored the goal of the game, she was thinking of Hunter speaking those overly s****l phrases into her ear that made her dampen at the thought of them once more. Even as she sat at the dinner table across from her father, picking at the peas set in front of her in his attempt to keep with what her mother would have made, she thought of his lips falling to her neck, a hot sensation sourcing throughout her entire body. But it would be an entire week since she had seen him since the artistic exploration that w
