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His powerful biceps and triceps were reminiscent of a Greek statue, their firmness and symmetry a testament to the discipline it took to achieve such a physique. Equally taut and toned were the muscles on his chest and rippling abdomen. A perfectly etched six-pack, each abdominal muscle stood out, creating a mesmerizing pattern that spoke of both power and endurance.
He waited until I walked up to him before he cupped my cheek, stroking my skin with the pad of his thumb, and stared into my eyes. Warmth radiated from his touch, through my skin, and into my bones.
“I can’t make all your problems in life go away,” Hunter said. “No matter how much I want to. But maybe I can make them disappear for a little while.”
Hunter stepped away and opened the door, revealing the same bathroom I had walked past earlier. Only now, pink rose petals scattered around the room, along with a few candles.
As I approached the large whirlpool bathtub, the sight before me was truly enchanting. The jets were on, creating a soothing hum that reverberated through the room, the calming scent of lavender filling my senses.
The tub was filled with steaming water, and bubbles were frothing at the top, like clouds floating in a serene sky, inviting me to sink in and enjoy the luxurious experience.
“The motor will keep the water heated for as long as you like,” Hunter said.
This was the part of Hunter I wasn’t sure I’d ever get used to. To others, he was an iron-strong control freak, but with me, he bent his metal and shaped it around me. Listening to my every word, wanting to not only protect me physically, but also emotionally.
My eyes stung slightly, and it took me a second to turn around.
I peeled the T-shirt from my body and savored the way his eyes darkened as it glided over my exposed breasts, as if it were taking every ounce of willpower to not grab me and make me his own again.
But he managed to stay in place, watching me settle into the tub.
My body sank into the warm water, the jets massaging my skin, soothing my muscles, and easing my tension. The sensation was divine, and I let out a contented sigh.
As I closed my eyes and leaned back, I was surrounded by a world of relaxation and indulgence. The warm water, the bubbles, and the soothing jets, all combined to create a moment of peace.
A moment that lasted for over an hour before Hunter knocked on the door and then opened it.
“Luna?”
I looked over my shoulder, taken aback by the fire in his eyes as he gazed at my nude body lying in a sea of bubbles.
He cleared his throat and said, “You have a visitor.”
CHAPTER37
Hunter
Ihave this hypothesis. That your heart can only be shattered so many times before it turns to stone and can never come back to life. How many times was too many? My guess? Three. My heart had been shattered when my dad died and again after the death of my mother, so if I gave it wholeheartedly to Luna, what if it broke again?
There would be no coming back from it, I bet.
I wanted her completely. I wanted to satisfy her every desire, her every dream and goal in life. I wanted to hold her hand and fight by her side.
And I had this deep-seated intuition that if I did not allow myself to be with her, I would never try again with anyone else.
But after extending the invitation at breakfast for her to stay in my room—an invitation she’d declined—I’d started to worry.
What if this bliss didn’t last? What if she’d take a knife to my heart?
Just as everyone in Luna’s life had left her, I was secretly terrified of the same thing—of plunging into the deep end with her, only to have her reject me.
After all, I wasn’t the warmest or most compassionate person. One might argue that, up until now, my demeanor had been cold and detached, emotions locked away tight. But that was by design. I kept everyone at a distance for a reason.
Opening yourself up to people made you vulnerable. You hand your fragile heart over to others and silently pray that they won’t destroy it.
The man I loved most in this world left me suddenly, without warning. The catastrophic scar was still deep and raw when my mother died of cancer.
Letting myself get close to someone again was terrifying.
