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Traffic is light for a sunny Sunday afternoon. We cruise down the highway in Hunter’s Bentley at an even clip until my bladder protests, and we have to stop for another bathroom break. I refuse to go in a gas station bathroom, so we drive farther down the road until we find a Target. Hunter waits in the car while I handle my business. Once I get in the car, we hop back on the freeway for a few more miles before exiting into a part of town I’ve heard of but have never visited.
Spring flowers bloom in the yards of enormous homes, full trees arching over the wide streets. It’s a beautiful gated neighborhood where no two properties look the same.
“I guess the saying is true,” I say. “Everything’s bigger in Texas.”
Hunter snorts. “You already knew that.”
“Cocky much?”
“Nice pun,” he says. I shoot him a playful glare. “I’ll stop.”
“You do that.” I suppress my laughter. “Where are we going?”
Hunter cuts his eyes to me before focusing back on the road. “I bought a house.”
I purse my lips. “You did not buy a house.”
“I did.”
“But you love your apartment.”
“It’s time for a change. It doesn’t fit my life anymore. I want something more traditional with a backyard for Liam. I put in my offer two weeks ago. There was a bidding war, but when I offered to pay cash, I got the house.”
My smile eases into a grin. “Just like that?”
“Pretty much.” He slows to a stop at a stop sign, where two young women with baby strollers are waiting to cross.
“Are we just driving by? Have the owners already vacated?”
“They moved out five days ago. I asked them to move out within forty-eight hours of the deal going through.”
My jaw goes slack. “And they did?”
“I made it worth their while.”
“Do you always get what you want?”
“You already know the answer to that.” So he’s going there, huh?
“Being fuck buddies would be a bad idea.”
He shakes his head. “Don’t call us that.”
“What would you call us, then?”
“Not that. You’re the mother of my unborn child.”
“Which makes this even more complicated.” Can’t he see that?
“We’re single. We both have needs. Why not fulfill them with each other?”
“Did you not hear what I said last night about not falling for you?”
“You won’t,” he says confidently. “We’ve been here before. You didn’t fall for me then.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “You’re just being selfish.”
