Chapter 4
Hunter’s pov
I was beyond exhausted. Jet lag was murder on the body. I was flying back and forth between modeling gigs. I just couldn’t wait to be home and have a few weeks off. I was tired of this life. I have been modeling since I was a kid. I wanted to be known for something other than the way I look.
I was sick of being put down for the type of woman I liked. See I am not like most men. I can’t stand twigs. I mean don’t get me wrong all women are beautiful I just prefer a certain type of woman. After dealing with models all day every day I just can’t date one. I like my women with meat on them. The curvier the better. I think big is beautiful.
I was tired of my relationships ending because what was written about them in the tabloids. Truth be told I was just done with t
