Page 82 of Ruthless Hunter


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I gave myself to Hunter and during that time he was mine too.

Rolling onto my side, I savor the new ways in which my body aches.

Right between my legs is sore, but it’s a good pain. One I want to remember along with the way Hunter kissed my body better just like he promised he would.

I want him again.

I run my hand over the sheets, reaching for him. The last time I did this he was there next to me, waiting for me to wake up so he could take me again.

We had sex three times last night.

Three times.

I can’t believe it. I remember him kissing me to arouse me again so he could take me once more, but I must have fallen asleep.

I’m awake now and I want him to continue. I want him to do everything he did to me last night and I don’t want to think about anything else.

I continue feeling across the sheets for him but my hands come away with nothing but the air.

My eyes flutter open and I find the space where he lay empty.

A glance at the clock on the wall gives me the answer on where he is.

It’s nine.

Hunter would have left for Japan at around seven. He’s long gone, and so is last night.

I sit up and pull the sheets over my breasts as more memories from last night pour back in. The not so good memories of Ryan and Hunter fighting, and Ryan lying to Hunter.

I was so angry. I’ve never felt more furious in my life and I didn’t know who to be angry at. Ryan, Hunter, or myself.

However, of the three of us, it was actually Ryan who was in the wrong.

He called me outside to talk and give me a gift.

It was a little butterfly brooch my mother had made for him. She’d made one for me, too, but I lost mine many years ago. I told Ryan that when we were talking weeks ago.

Last night he found his and gave it to me, knowing it would mean more to me if I had it.

That’s what we were doing out in the garden.

At first seeing him felt weird and awkward because of what happened at the restaurant, but neither of us mentioned it.

As we talked about our childhood and everything besides what was important, I knew I had to tell him I couldn’t be with him no matter what plans he came up with.

And none of my reasons would be because of Dad. But I couldn’t tell him.

Last night wasn’t the time to talk about something like that, and not when he’d just given me something so sentimental.

Then Hunter showed up and things went to hell.

I knew Ryan was sure of himself. Of course, he would be. He just got out of the Army. I know it would have bruised his ego even more that Hunter kicked the crap out of him.

Most girls would love the idea of two powerful men fighting over them but I hated it.

I hated the lie Ryan told because it betrayed my trust. I hated that Hunter and Ryan fought, and I hated that it was because of me.

What followed was deep conflict because logically, the girl I was weeks ago wanted nothing more than to be with Ryan.

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