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What was I expecting? It’s not like Hunter and I go grocery shopping.
Annoyed, I shut the fridge. When I turn around, Hunter is standing directly in front of me. I jump, putting a hand to my racing heart.
“Geez, Hunter. You scared me.”
He crosses his arms over his chest. “And I will scare you more if you don’t talk to me and tell me what’s wrong.”
I let out my breath in a huff. “I don’t have to tell you everything. Some things are personal andnone of your business.”
“Trouble, you are my business.” He raises an eyebrow, like he’s daring me to argue.
“You keeping me alive is your business, yes.” I put my hands on my hips, not backing down. “But my personal life is none of your concern.”
“I beg to differ.”
I shrug, not saying anything either way. I’m not really in the mood to argue right now.
Hunter takes a step closer to me, invading my personal space. “It’s not about me, right? You’re not secretly in love with me and daydreaming about our future babies.”
“One, ew.” I wrinkle my nose. “Two, I’m in high school. Babies are the absolute last thing on my mind.”
“Ew?” He flexes his arm muscle. “I don’t think I’m ew.”
I roll my eyes.
Maybe he’s right about that, but I’m not going to be the one to inflate his ego.
I take a step back from him, no longer wanting him to be in my personal space.
“Do you think I can fake a fever on Saturday?” I chew on the side of my lip, wondering how I can pull it off. But even if I did manage, Harper would insist on us going through the week. She wouldn’t even complain about missing Spirit Week if it meant me going to homecoming.
Hunter raises an eyebrow. “Still trying to get out of homecoming?”
I shrug.
“Are you really that worried about getting a date?” He leans against the island, crossing his arms over his chest.
“No.” To be honest, getting a date is the last thing on my mind. If I could figure out how to get a dress, maybe then I’d worry about it.
I would send Liam and text and tell him my dilemma, but Hunter gets all of my text messages. I don’t want Hunter knowing—thatwouldbe embarrassing. And I highly doubt Hunter will let me go to Liam’s dorm alone to talk to him.
“Talk to me, Trouble. I can’t fix your problem if I don’t know what it is.”
“It’s not your problem to fix—it’s mine. And it’s not a life or death problem, so don’t even try to say it’s your problem.” I turn and head back into the living room, hoping that Hunter will leave it at that.
Of course he doesn’t.
Hunter follows me into the living room, sitting down right beside me on the couch.
I groan. “Why can’t you just leave this alone?”
He raises an eyebrow at me. “When have you ever known me to back down?”
Ha. Never.
I raise an eyebrow. “When have you ever known me to back down?”
He chuckles. “Only with me.”
