35

Hunter's P.O.V.

"Dude, it's almost nine pm, where's your secretary? She isn't picking my calls" Dylan whined as he walked into my room only wearing a very loose fitting singlet and a pair of joggers.

" Do I look like someone who cares" I was sitting on the couch by the window and overviewing the area.

We could really use some lawn mowing.

" Then call her. She might not answer me but her boss might be an exception"

I laughed tremendously at his thoughts or suggestion or whatever he just vomited from his mouth.

I may have an idea on where Iris is or should I say who she's with and if I'm right then she will never answer my call.

" I have better things to do with my phone" I replied after my laughter had subsided as Dylan rested beside me.

" Yeah right" he rolled his eyes and l