Page 93 of Hunter

“Is there a reason you came knocking at seven in the morning?”

I winced a little.

I hadn’t realized how early it was. “Sorry. I’ll just come back at an appropriate time.”

I turned and tried to leave when a strong arm snaked around my waist and pulled me back to his warm body.

He moved us inside and closed the door behind him, his lips coming down to my ear.

“I didn’t mean for you to leave.”

I shivered.

“Why did you come?”

“Oh, yes, please.”

“What?” he asked with a laugh.

Wait.

He didn’t ask me if I wanted to come. He askedwhyI’d come.

I blinked, my cheeks burning in embarrassment.

“I finished my project,” I said, squirming and trying to get away.

His close proximity was really messing with my mind.

He tightened his arms around me.

“That’s awesome, baby. I’m proud of you.”

I smiled. No one had ever said they were proud of me before.

“Now stop trying to get away.”

I stilled.

“What would you like for a reward?”

My mind blanked for a moment. “Reward?”

“Yeah,” he said huskily. “How about we go out for ice cream later?”

Huh. That was the last thing I had in mind.

“I’m not three, you know. You can’t just reward me with ice cream.”

I was sure he could hear the sulkiness in my voice.

He laughed, his hand coming up and cupping my breast. He played with my nipple.

“Were you thinking about something else?” he asked, pulling on it roughly.

My breath started to come out in harsh pants.

“Oh, yeah,” he said, twirling the hardened nub around and around. “Definitely thinking about something else.”

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