Page 16 of The Rancher's Wedding Betrayal
Hunter laughed, and her cheeks reddened.
"Let me take care of that."
Eve watched as he pulled on his pants and shirt, not bothering with buttons. There was something intensely intimate about seeing him disheveled like this, knowing she was the cause.
After one quick call using the intercom, someone knocked on her bedroom door, and Eve's eyes widened when she saw Hunter walking to open it. "Wait—"
Too late.
Hunter opened the door, giggles were heard, and well...that was that.
"Everyone's going to know about us," she blurted out as soon as Hunter closed the door.
"They were bound to find out eventually. We are engaged, after all.”
Her eyes widened.Engaged?She hadn't even recalled him proposing.
Hunter raised a brow. "Anything wrong?"
"Nothing." Eve knew she had promised God not to let pride get the best of her, but...
I can't, God.
It just seemed so desperate if she were to ask Hunterhowit was they were suddenly engaged. That would make it seem like she was shamelessly angling for a proposal, and...nope, no way, like, ugh, no.
They ate in companionable silence, and Eve's unease gradually faded as Hunter revealed a side to her that she had never seen before. He was relaxed. Almost playful. And oh, the way she would often catch him looking at her with so much hunger in his gaze...
It just made her feel sodizzy,for Hunter to let her know how much he wanted her like this.
Hunter spent another hour with her before finally calling it a night, and Eve couldn't help but feel shy as he insisted on tucking the blankets around her. But just as he turned to leave, Eve couldn't stop herself from calling out.
“Hunter?”
He paused at the door. “Yes?”
“Why...” Eve hesitated, then pressed on. “Why haven’t you tried to have sex with me? I mean, we’ve done other things, but you never...”
“I wish I knew the answer to that."
Oh.
"Don't get me wrong. There isn’t a single moment I’m not thinking of fucking you. I still want to fuck you even now..." Hunter's tone was brooding. "But for some reason, it just makes sense...to wait."
"I see."
"But if you insist on changing the status quo—"
Hunter actually took a step towards her, and Eve quickly pulled the covers over her head. "Good night!"
Her heart started to race when all she heard was silence. She was thirty years old, and yet Hunter was just so good at making her feel more like thirteen—
The covers were suddenly yanked down, and just as she was about to scream, Hunter had already covered her mouth with a kiss, and she could barely breathe with Hunter sucking hungrily on her lower lip, and...and...it was over already?
Hunter smirked down at her. "Good night, love."
Yeargh!
Eve covered her face with her pillow as soon as the door closed behind him.
