8. Exes, Smol Peepee Guy, and Guns

"Bring each of everything on the menu" Hunter muttered in a low voice to the waiter, who looked at him like he had lost his brain, which made him glare at the waiter, and then the waiter nodded nervously and left. Hunter was being a grumpy moody bitch, he seemed to be pissed at something, and from the way he was clenching his fists and jaw, it was like he was trying to control something. Whenever he clenched his fist, the veins on his strong bulky muscle would appear that would lead to me making inhumane noises in my brain.

My eyes widen happily and I grinned widely. This dude is loaded and I am going to take full advantage of it, and it's not like I told him that, he was doing it with his own free will, no one forced him to do so. And who am I to avoid free food? Looking towards Scar, I saw her drooling at the pictures on the menu. Ugh, same. Gazing at Hunter from the corner of my eye, I saw him already looking towards me.

Loving the way he