Page 22 of The Lie
It’s true. I didn’t give Hunter a hug, and I really want one from him. I remember in that moment that I’m wearing a loose tee and no bra.Fuck.Quickly extracting myself from Walker, I wrap my arms over my chest before realizing the best move is to hug Hunter.
As I move in, he wraps me in a warm embrace, and it feels like home. I sigh in his arms. I missed him last night. I hope everything went well with Roman. Pulling my head back, he looks down at me, giving me a quick, chaste kiss.
“Oh, wait up…something happened between you two?” Asher asks, and I turn to see his eyes darting between mine and Hunter’s faces.
I wink over at Asher, at first the expression is almost pained but it’s replaced with a smile as he wiggles his brows at me. I can’t wipe the smile from my face. “Maybe? But first, I need to have a shower, and I need help from myboyfriend.”
Walker’s mouth drops, and he lets out a low whistle.
“Dang, Hunter, you got better game than me. Mila wouldn’t give me the time of day. You treat her good, or I will come steal her.” Walker points at Hunter and I shake my head. No stealing me from Hunter. He’s mine.
“No game needed. She was my first kiss, and she’s gonna be my last.”
My heart starts pounding at Hunter’s words, and I feel light and happy.
I smile, loving this moment so much. Even Madison’s standing over by the sofa with her hand on her chest as she watches Hunter and me being all cute and loving. Grady gives me a smile and a small nod. I nod back. I hope I helped him just a little last night. Come Monday, Britney is going to see a new side of me, and it’s not going to be pretty.
“Do you need a sponge bath from your sexy boyfriend?” Hunter pulls back to see my face, and I giggle.
I do…very much need a shower. With some help. “Always.”
I really do have the best boyfriend. He’s a sweetheart and a gentleman, like Kate said. Hunter throws his head back and whoops loudly before gently scooping me up in his arms.
“Boobs! I get to see boobs, so everyone, get out, now,” he yells out as he darts for the stairs.
I grin and shake my head. Okay, so, the gentleman part is a little off, as I suspected.A lot off. But I don’t care. Hunter’s perfect for me, and as he takes two stairs at a time, I wave bye to everyone.
Guys are so weird and easily impressed by boobs.
Hunter places me on my feet and spins me to face him outside the bathroom. He cups my cheeks in his hands and smiles down at me. His eyes light up as he studies my face before kissing me. His lips are so soft and warm, but he pulls away before we get lost. I pout a little and he kisses my nose.
“Do you hurt at all? Any pain?”
I shake my head, but he raises a brow as if he doesn’t fully believe me. I hold up my cast, trying to change the subject of pain. “I have a plastic cover for this, but I could really use some help washing my hair?” It’s so hard with one hand, and I feel like I’m doing a bad job.
Kate helped me wash it this week. Yeah, that wasn’t awkward at all. Could have been worse. Dad could be single and then I would have had to ask him to help me. Except, no way that would have happened unless it was over the sink.
I would much rather have Hunter help me.
His eyes widen, and he makes a sound in the back of his throat. “Fuck yeah. Are you really sure, though? I can wait outside the door or in your room. We don’t need to rush anything; I was just joking about seeing your boobs…a little.”
“A little?” I raise my brow at him and smirk. He puts his hands up in defense.
“Okay, okay. I’m a guy, and I wanna see your boobs more than a little.” He wiggles his brows and I laugh.
I love how he can make me laugh. I didn’t picture him seeing me naked for the first time like this. I would be lying if I didn’t feel a little anxious about the thought, but he lightens the mood with his words and facial expressions.
“But I also don’t want to rush this. We have all the time in the world. So, if you want me to help you wash your hair, I can do that and not look at your sexy, naked boobs covered in bubbles while doing it.”
Boys and boobs. I roll my eyes. “Okay. Just let me pee first, and I will meet you in there.”
It’s the perfect compromise, because while I do want to show him my boobs and other things, I look like crap under my clothes. I’m bruised from the accident. I know it’s nothing to be ashamed of—I was hit by a car—but I don’t want him worried about how much pain I’m in when he sees me for the first time.
I want him to look at me with hunger and passion. I want him to grab me and pull me into his body. Kiss me with a deep hunger as I run my hands down his body and into his shorts, rubbing my palm over his hard cock. Him moaning into my mouth as he grinds against me, wanting more…needing more.
Oh fuck. Stop, brain. Go pee.
The shower is on and the room is steamed up by the time I take care of business and make it back into the bathroom. The plastic cover for my cast is on the sink and Hunter is shirtless. Oh god…I knew he works out and it really shows. His skin’s so tight over all those abs. Hell yeah. I won the jackpot of abs and humor with Hunter.
