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I close my eyes, taking a deep breath.
I don’t want Hunter to know how much his words hurt me.
He will move on. He’ll forget about me. And I’ll be that silly high school girl that he protected one time. He probably won’t even remember my name. But I’ll never forget him. I worry that I’ll never get over him.
“This dress really does look fantastic on you. You should wear it again, even if it’s not Ancient Greece dress up time,” Hunter says.
I dare to open my eyes. I expect to see a smirk that says he’s teasing, but there isn’t one. He looks sincere.
“What about the flower crown?” I point at my head.
He grins. “While it is cute for today, I don’t think it would work for an average day.”
I laugh.
Okay, maybe the dress isn’tsobad.
He slings his arm around me. “Let’s go get breakfast. I’m starving.”
“What? No pre-breakfast bowl of cereal?” I tease.
“I had that already,” he admits.
Of course he did.
When we reach the front door, Hunter pauses for a moment.
“Will you stay here for a minute?” Hunter asks.
I nod, wondering what he’s doing.
He goes out the front door and I stand there, waiting. A minute later, he sticks his head through the doorframe.
“You can come now,” he says.
I follow him out the door, shooting him a curious look.
“I was just checking the perimeter before you came out.” He opens the passenger side door for me. “I wanted to make sure that it’s safe.”
My heart swells.
He’s protecting me, of course.
But then I realize it’s his job.Iam his job. And all that he’s doing for me he will be doing for somebody else soon.
I get in the car and he shuts the door. As he walks around, I worry my bottom lip between my teeth.
Why am I so obsessed with Hunter? He’s really notthatgreat. But even in my head, I can’t believe the lie. I look up and see that he’s looking around. He’s always vigilant. His dirty blond hair looks lighter in the sun, but it suits him.
Hunter is a very good looking man.
Too good looking for me.
I fold my hands in my lap, trying not to look at him anymore. It’s depressing when I think about how perfect he is.
When Hunter opens the door, I glance at my phone, wanting something to do. I’m surprised that Griffin didn’t text me back earlier, but he’s probably heading to breakfast and hanging out with friends. I’m sure he’ll text me later.
Hunter starts the car, but he doesn’t take off right away. I turn toward him and see that he’s looking at me.
