-Angela-
After eating breakfast, Hunter had led me back to his room and then showed me his entire closet, where it was clear half of it was for me. He had arranged for clothes to be brought to his room, and I was so shocked. But just as I was about to thank him, he asked if I wanted help with the shower, and I had immediately shot him a hard look and told him no, which just made him laugh. But as I grabbed some clothes and stormed to the bathroom, I couldn’t help the strange flutter in my heart.
He was the bad guy, I chanted inside myself, but then why did it not feel that way? Especially when he looked at me like he had done on the plane, and in the car … or all the f*cking time. It was like I was the only thing that existed in this world, and he wanted to look at me all the time.
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