Chapter 28

AVA

Swoosh! Clang!

I shift my gaze, staring at Hunter's back as he rummaged through the drawers hurriedly. Tossing and throwing stuff he finds useless to the floor, creatint the swooshing and clanging sounds as he goes. Hunter groans, moving away from each one then proceeding to swing open the white painted wooden cabinets. God, does he have to be so aggressive?

And what is he looking for?

Suddenly he stops, his head raised staring at something sitting on the top cabinet. It sat between two unlabeled boxes, huge in size making it look like it's on the verge of death. One light touch and those boxes would fall to their demise and onto the floor.

Reaching ovee, he grabs the red bag before striding straight up towards me.

My eyes darted at the first-aid kit in his hand. My face somewhat glum as I stared blankly at Hunter who pulled out a chair to accomodate his ass, sitting himself across from me.

"Give me your hand," his tone coming out firm and commanding, and I would rather not do wha