Page 113 of Hunter (Hell's Bastards MC)

“Why, there are three chairs here. I think Ican sit in one while she works on a client.”

“Why are you doing this?” Harlow asked.

“I told you, I’m hanging out with youandproving that I wantto be with you.” He found the whole cosmetics thing crappy. Hedidn’t enjoy it. He much preferred it when she worked at thebakery. At least he got sweet treats for his patience. Everythinghere was boring. He didn’t like a single thing, nor did he see thepoint. He did notice that other women liked it. Harlow had servedseveral customers and the happiness in their eyes was clear to see.He would never see the draw of makeup.

Hunter would keep coming to this placebecause he knew it was where Harlow was.He wanted to be wherever she was. Also, Big Dickasked him to keep an eye on her. He didn’t need her brother to askthat of him.

“You really don’t need to do this.”

“Actually, I was wondering if you’d like togo and see a movie?” he asked.

“No,thanks.”

“Harlow, I know you love a good movie.”

“There’s nothing I want to see,” Harlow said.

“Are you going to be stubborn?”

“Do you think you’re just going to clickyour fingers and everything is going to be okay?” she asked.

Hunter stared at her.

“Is that what you want?” she asked.

“I want you.”

She shook her head. “I don’t want to do thiswith you again.”

“Tell me what you need me to do? You haveasked me toprove it toyou, and I am doing that. I’m here every single day, apart fromwhen the club needs me. I wait for you. I think about you all thefucking time.”

“I don’t know what I need from you,” Harlowsaid. “Does that make you feel any better?” She stamped herfoot.“Do you think Idon’t want this?” She pointed at him. “I would have given anythingfor you to be so … attentive. So caring, wanting to be around me,but all you cared about was sex. I thought we were keeping itsecret because of my brother, but it wasn’t. It was for you aswell, wasn’t it? You wanted to have fun without any of theconsequences.”

Hunter got to his feet. “You think Ididn’t want the consequences?”

“Clearly.”

“I was inside you without a fucking condomon.” He took a step toward her. Harlow stood her ground. Headvanced until he had her trapped against the counter and his body.He pressed his hands on either side of her, locking her in place,not giving her a chance to escape. Staring intoher big brown eyes, he felt like he wasdrowning in them. Fuck, he had missed being this close to her. Evensmelling her—she smelled sodamn good, and he wanted her so badly, not just for sex.

He ached for her.

Craved her.

Hungered for her.

He wanted it all with her.

Not a single moment went by when he didn’twant her.

And it was only gettingworse with every passingday. The distance they had, the time they spent away, were theworst weeks and months of his life.

“I knew what I was doing, Harlow. I knew the risks and you knowwhat, I didn’t give a flying fuck about any of them. Not one,because all I wanted was you.”

“All you wanted was sex.”

“No, you had been driving me crazy with thelittle lollipops you suck, and those eyes, the ones that look at melike they want to eat me. I wanted you. You’re not the only onethat lost that day. Hearing what happened … I knew I had fucked upand I lost you.”

Harlow shook her head.

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