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He walks over to me, glancing up at my house.
“Farrow told me to keep an eye on you,” he says. “For your safety.”
“Farrow told you that?”
I get off my bike and remove my helmet.
Farrow would ask Hunter. Of course, that doesn’t mean Hunter would do it.
He closes the distance between us, stopping on the sidewalk in front of me. “I need to check the house.”
“What for?”
“There’s someone in there,” he says.
I turn my head, looking up the stairs. What?
“I saw movement through the window just now.”
Oh, bullshit. “Give me a break.”
I jog up the steps, away from him. He’s just trying to get inside. That was plain enough when he asked me to homecoming. I told Hunter I was thinking about it, and that’s what I told Constin, but only because I couldn’t think of a reason to say no fast enough. As if I need a reason.
I just don’t get asked out a lot, and turning people down makes me feel badly.
He catches up to me, pulling me around by the arm. “You’re still a prisoner,” he says. “I don’t have to ask.”
“No, you do,” I correct him. “And I can say no.”
It’s my house for the rest of the week.
He stares down at me, his expression softening a little. “Let me in,” he whispers.
I know what he wants to happen if he does come in. Is Hunter watching right now? I glance behind Constin, to Hunter and Farrow’s place. I don’t see any sign of life in the house.
“Let me in,” he presses again.
He brushes my chin with his fingers, and I snap to, shoving him away.
I run inside, slam the door, and race up to my room to the phone Hawke left me.
I throw open my door and see Hunter, sitting in my desk chair, leaning his elbows on his knees.
A new Android phone sits on my desk, still in the box.
He looks at me, his brow etched with pain.
He shouldn’t be in my room without my permission.
I walk in and drop my bag, heading to the nightstand and pulling out the cell Hawke gave me. “I have homework to do.”
He immediately rises to his feet. “Dylan, please let me apologize.”
I turn on the phone, waiting for it to start. “I appreciate it.” I look at him and nod, doing a good job of ignoring how beautiful he looks in black. I love the jacket. “But you don’t need to,” I tell him. “I forgave you almost immediately.”
I walk to the door, holding it open for him. He just stands there.
“You’re a part of me,” I say, not looking at him again. “Like Kade, Hawke, Quinn…I’ll always be there for you, Hunter.”
