Chapter Thirty-Five
Emma
The door swings open then slams shut.
Hunter tosses his keys on the dining table.
He kicks off his shoes and socks.
Moves directly to me.
His steps are bouncy.
Packed with enthusiasm.
It's all over his gorgeous blue eyes.
He moves into the kitchen. Brings his hands to my hips.
"It's official." His fingers curl into the fabric of my dress.
"You're at Inked Hearts?"
He nods.
My chest warms. It's perfect. It's everything.
But this…
What the hell is this?
I stare into his baby blues. Find nothing but affection.
I'm not sure what it means.
But it has to be good.
I need it to be good. "Should we celebrate?"
"Yeah." His eyes flutter closer.
Mine follow.
He leans in. Brushes his lips to mine.
It's soft.
Then it's harder.
I suck on his bottom lip.
Scrape my teeth against it.
His fingers dig into my skin.
He groans against my mouth.
It's heaven.