I feel Hunter watching me.
In fact, he seems more interested in looking at me than the road.
When I turn towards him, I catch a soft expression on his face. It looks completely out of place on him.
“Today was fun.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. You needed this,” he replies, as serious as ever.
“Watch the road. I’d rather not die.”
I let my eyes close for a brief moment.
“As if I’d ever let anything happen to you. I’ll protect you with my fucking life.”
I hear him say it over the music playing in the car.
Or maybe I don’t.
Maybe I’m simply too exhausted and already asleep. Maybe I dreamt it.
I hope I did.
Because he can’t possibly mean that.
For him, this is just sex.
Because if he really cares about me, even a little, he’ll only despise me that much more in the end.
And I’m not sure my heart would survive that.
Actually, scratch that.
I’m certain it wouldn’t.
Chapter 30
Piper
The next few days pass without incident.
We fall into a routine.
Our days are spent on the slopes.
We even went heli skiing once.
We eat at different restaurants dotted throughout the mountains, and in the evenings we usually end up in the living room, watching television, listening to music, ordering food, drinking, or playing games.
And then there’s Hunter and me.
Every night, we share a bed and we have more sex than ever.
We’re closer.
And it isn’t just physical. It’s everything else too.
The conversations we have, the way he holds me through the night, the comfort of waking up beside him in the morning. Being around him has started to feel too natural.
