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Just like now, as I watched the rise and fall of her back. I could tell she felt safe and sated since she allowed herself to stay. The wind rustled her hair from the breezy evening outside. The window cast a shadow on the rest of the room but allowed the moon to illuminate the curve of her back, up through her slender neck and wild curls that were spread across the white cotton sheets. I didn’t realize her hair was so curly after it had been wet. Her arm rested lazily above her head like a ballet dancer performing a pirouette.
She was beautiful… it was insane that I was actually in bed with Ginny.
GINNY
The warmth hit my face before the light hit my eyes, “Good Morning…” Hunt trailed off while opening the white vertical blinds in the bay window that overlooked an endless ocean view. The built-in seat held a tray with fruit, two steaming cups of coffee, and some bagels with all the toppings available. I couldn’t believe he remembered what I ate for breakfast. It had been years since I had even eaten breakfast, let alone my go-to comfort food.
I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and pulled the sheet tightly against me. He smirked like he knew the sheet couldn’t keep him away, but what he didn’t know was that the wild girl from last night left the moment the light hit the room. Hunt cocked his head to the side like he was attempting to understand my trepidation then he appeared to figure out my dilemma.
He lifted his shirt above his head and tossed it in my direction. “I’d rather see you without it, but it would burn that perfect skin if anything spilt on it. What kind of host would I be if I put you in danger?”
His words were smooth like cream. What felt like butterflies swirled around in my belly and had me giddy, at least on the inside. I hadn’t giggled in years, and I wasn’t starting now. He wouldn’t get the weakened version of me today. I wouldn’t be rude, but I knew what this was, and I wasn’t going to delude myself into believing that I was the only woman in the world that he wanted for more than a night. Although, I did find it odd that he wasn’t rushing me out of the door. Maybe it was because we were old friends. Who knew? Regardless, I didn’t have time for googly eyes and butterflies. That bullshit only led to trouble.
I slipped his shirt over my head and slid cautiously out of bed. My legs felt weakened and frail. He walked up wrapping his arm protectively around my waist, like it was second nature to him, and helped me to sit in the warmth of the sun. He sat opposite me with a shit-eating grin on his chiseled face and damn if it didn’t make me melt a little. Why was he being so sweet? What was I in for?
“Eat up, Ginny.” He commanded. Proudly flourishing his hands toward the meager spread that meant a little more to me than I would lead on, but I was starving after the night we had spent together and I couldn’t turn down a bagel with cream cheese and cinnamon.
We sat there silently consuming the meal he had made. I ate my bagel while his egg whites and protein shake sat appetizingly ready for him to eat.He waited until I picked up my bagel and started devouring his plate.
We peered out the window at the waves crashing ashore. At times our eyes would meet momentarily before one of us would blush and look away and more times than not, it was Hunt. Who knew that he had a bashful side? That man was a puzzle to me. When I finished, I leaned back, resting my head against the window, enjoying the sunshine.
Hunt in return patted his stomach and grunted, stretching his arms in the air. His abdomen was on display, giving me a peek at his carved torso. His abs were perfectly engraved. God’s handiwork on display, just for me.
“I’m going to clean up and then we can figure out what to do for the day.” He said it like we had made plans. There was no way that I was going to let him trick me into an insta-relationship overnight. I thought he didn’t do those anyway. What the hell did I get myself into?
He gathered up the dishes and I watched his sexy ass as it left the bedroom. I searched the room for my clothes, and they were nowhere to be found. What the fuck? Did he hide my clothes so I would be stuck here? Is he some kind of creeper now? Paranoia sets in. What in the hell was I supposed to do now? Somehow, I took the biggest player in the free world and made him honorable. Seriously?
I just needed a good lay and a little revenge therapy, if Kara would’ve pulled through. Who the hell was I kidding? I probably would have silenced her call regardless. I needed it last night more than I realized. I hadn’t been fucked like that in months, honestly if ever. Never had I had a man spend so much time making sure I was satisfied before he took what he wanted.
A buzzing sound vibrated on the bedside table alerting me to my phone ringing, when I picked it up the traitor, I used to call my friend, boisterously greeted me from the other end. “So, my love are we thoroughly fucked this morning?” Oh, my crass little Kara seemed chipper this morning. It meant one of two things, she either hooked up with the burly biker or she had some scoop on something worthwhile. I thought the latter would be more likely.
I responded with a heated whisper, “Your call is a few hours late, don’t ya think?”
“Hell, Ginny love, I knew the moment your eyes met his, that it wasn’t going to be that easy. Then I decided why interfere with fate. You needed a good lay and he was supposedly the master at lovin’ them and leavin’ them. It was honestly a brilliant plan on my part.” She boasts like she thought of the whole thing.
I wiped my hands across my face and sighed into the phone, “Yeah, great plan Kara. Now, I’m stuck here with him. He’s trying to make plans. He stole my clothes. Honestly, I’m not sure what to do now.” I whined.
“I’m sure the bastard has clothes lying around there. Are you telling me that you’re wandering around his home stark naked?” She laughed.
I huffed out a frustrated breath, “I’m wearing his shirt and nothing else.”
“Well shit bitch, what are you doing on the phone with me when you could be on top of him again.” My crude bestie babbled.
At this point, I didn’t feel like I had any other choice but to climb out his fire escape only wearing his shirt. Kara wasn’t helpful, my clothes were nowhere to be seen and shit I didn’t even have my Roadster to get me home. How did my revenge fuck backfire on me?
I heard Hunt enter the room, while I held my phone in my hands and frantically lifted the linens in search of my clothes.
I told Kara, “Got to go” and hung up the phone.
Hunt had a cheeky grin on his face and in his arms held my nicely folded clothes. The fresh scent of fabric softener in the air made me feel more like a douche than before. Not only was I plotting revenge for something that happened fifteen years ago, but I thought the worst of someone who had only treated me with kindness.
I stalked over slowly and reached for my clothes. I felt the blush in my cheeks before Hunt said, “Wow Gin, no need to be embarrassed. I’m usually the one trying to make a break for it. I guess karma is real after all.” He paused momentarily while handing me my things. I began to dress while he continued to speak. “I was just hoping since we were old friends and all that, we could spend a little more time together…” He trailed off as he leaned closer to me and nudged my ear with his nose, inhaling deeply, causing the warmth to spread between my legs. “For old time’s sake. We can swim. We can get ice cream. Don’t forget I still owe you a game of war, even though I’m pretty sure I won fair and square.”
I couldn’t believe that he remembered that. “Well, if you didn’t cheat, then I wouldn’t have to defend myself.” I rebutted feigning offense and turning away from him. He reached around me, pulling me closer.
“I think we could make it interesting. We could play Strip War. Each loss loses a piece of clothing.” He playfully growled and nibbled my ear. An involuntary giggle left my mouth.
I wiggled within his embrace even though it felt so natural to be there, but I had to remember what this was. It was a fleeting moment at best. I needed to leave it as that. It was safer that way.
