Page 20 of Hunted: Season Two

Redness instantly cakes my face.

I’d never done that before.

I’d never doneanythingeven fucking close.

Thought about it?

Yeah.

Fantasized about it?

More fucking times than I can count.

And now that it’s happened…cargodshearmenow…I wanna do that shit again.

Despite being sore…I fucking wanna go another lap.

Or four.

Fuck, I don’t know if my ass can handle that many in a day.

I’m honestly still feeling the first, just like he promised.

Nolan’s stern expression deepens to the point it overpowers mine into looking downward.

Elsewhere.

Not only was he in my ass, he was telling me he loved me.

Making me do the same.

Maybe Garcia does know him.

But he doesn’t fuckingknowhim.

I let my guilty gaze drift over to Bunny who’s tilted head and sardonic stare might as well be a flashing fucking yellow. “Oh no, don’t mind me. I’m just the woman in the room who might not live to see another birthday while you’re busy throwing a stupid fucking tantrum about someone being too close to your boyfriend on yours.”

My shoulders fall in tandem with my meek apology. “Sorry.”

“Stop being fucking sorry about this shit, Kid, and bedifferent.”

“What do you fucking want from me?” Gravitating over to the empty couch space beside her effortlessly occurs. “I don’t know how to do this.”

“What? Be hunted by a killer?” She sassily snaps. “’Cause I’ve hadplentyof fucking practice. Need tips?”

“How to be a…boyfriend.” I fix the cushion and lean back against it. “How to not be fuckin’ jealous all the damn time. Howto notshowthat I’m jealous. I’ve never had this problem. I’ve never…dated…someone – orsomeones– for it to be a problem. This whole…relationship thing…is a…foreign fucking model to me. And it’s manual? It’s in a language that I don’t know how to fuckin’ read! And to make it worse?! I don’t even know if there’s a version of it in a language Idoread! I’m doin’ my best to recalibrate my shit, baby, I really am, but,” my hand is thoughtlessly thrown in the air, “I’m gonna need a little more time to figure shit out and fix thedrivability complaints.”

To no surprise, her neck cranes forward on a croaked, “What?”

“I think he’s trying to say cut him some slack,” Garcia unexpectedly chimes in at the same time he stands back up. “He’s young and dumb and in love. The shit’s confusing. And hard. And even harder when there’s three of you, so he’s still trying to figure it out.”

“I don’t need you to fucking translate for me.”

“Nah, but Rabbit did,” Nolan sweetly teases during their stroll over.

“Forgive me for being able to play with tools yet not understand them.”

Chuckles leave everyone else prompting the corner of my lip to curl upward.

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