There were a thousand different ways I thought this plan was going to go.
One, we wouldn’t even be able to get Hunter alone because he’d be too surrounded by guards, or worse, Suzy.
Two, he would be too hard-headed and wouldn’t easily be swayed and go with us.
Three, he’d just scream bloody murder and kick me out.
There were a lot of other things, but this, this was definitely not something I anticipated.
He knew me. But not in a way I thought he would.
It turns out, he’s been dreaming of me this whole time. It all sounded so insane, but by the shocked and disbelieving look on Hunter's face, I knew he was telling the complete truth.
He had the look of a person who was definitely trying to remember my face from something he had already seen before.
But when I told him who I really was, he looked like he wanted to throw me out of this car and into prison for committing treason against him.
Totally not the romantic Hunter I used to know, but hey, that’s what this plan was for.
