Aria
I had slipped on my clothes long ago and decided to focus on the book I had picked up for reading. But my mind was sprinting in a different direction every now and then. Hunter's touches were still lingering on my skin, the minty scent of his breath was addicting as hell, and the feel of sparks was making themselves apparent each time the flashes of our previous encounter passed in front of my eyes.
I could not focus on the book at all. Sierra too was not helping me, she was busy sneaking into my thoughts and making any comment that'd make me blush.
Words could not express how much I loved Hunter. I loved every detail of him if anywhere I wanted to see myself was beside him. But somewhere in the depth, there was this weird feeling that told me that everything that I am watc
