Page 49 of Hunter

“Cute,” he answered without hesitation.

That was something you called your kid sister. Not something I wanted to be described as when it came to a man who looked like him. But I knew what I looked like, and this man was definitely out of my league.

“Right. I’m okay now,” I said, disappointment weighing me down.

I made a move to stand up when he placed a large hand on my knee to keep me still. I gasped, and he pulled away as if he thought he was scaring me, but that wasn’t why I reacted like that.

No, the gasp was because his touchburned.

And how badly I wanted him to set me aflame.

“Sorry,” he muttered, looking away as if the word was so foreign coming from his lips.

I shook my head. “It’s okay. You just surprised me, that’s all.”

“Not in a bad way, I hope?” he asked smoothly.

I shook my head shyly and looked down in front of me at our feet. His feet were twice the size of my own, and I suddenly thought of the old adage,Big feet, big…

I blushed.

I knew that was a myth, but judging by his huge size, well, I would be surprised if that wasn’t the case.

And now I was thinking about a stranger’s penis.

How terrible.

“I would love to know the thought that’s making you blush like that,” he said softly beside me.

My eyes sprang to his, afraid that perhaps he had developed superpowers andcouldactually read my mind.

I hoped my face didn’t give me away.

But then he laughed, and I wasn’t sure.

I cleared my throat. “Right, um, thanks for checking up on me. I should probably… uh, head on up to my apartment.”

“Is that an invitation, little one?”

I must look like a fish out of the water, just staring at him with wide eyes and my mouth agape.

He laughed once more, and I narrowed my eyes at him.

I did not want to be made fun of by someone who looked like him, especially when I just had impure thoughts about the man. I looked away from him and was about to walk off when he moved his hand to my shoulder.

This time, I didn’t show any outward reaction.

“Ah, I’m sorry. You are just refreshingly adorable. I had no idea.”

I frowned. What did he mean by that? That he was imagining the kind of person I was just after meeting my eyes from across the room the day before?

He stood up and faced me, something unreadable crossing over his dark eyes.

Before I could ask him, he spoke. “What’s your name?”

I shouldn’t be giving my name out to strangers, but if I gave him mine, he would give me his, right?

“Uh, Ryleigh.”

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