38- Proposing her

Her head shot up when she heard the knocking on her office door.

“Ready?” Hunter looked devilishly handsome as usual, carrying a jacket casually in his hands.

She shook her head tiredly, “No, I would stay. Lots of work on my hands.”

“We are making you tired, sugar.” He came and sat on the other chair. There was concern on his face.

She smiled, “I am enjoying it so much, Hunter. Can’t thank you enough.”

“Why you always sound so grateful?” he seemed serious. “Hunter, thanks for saving me. Hunter, thanks for this empowerment program. Hunter, thanks for the coffee. Hunter, thanks for sleeping with me. Hunter, thanks for kissing … ouch”

Abigail had thrown a disposable coffee cup at him which she thought was empty. But unluckily there was a little bit left, putting a stain on Hunter’s olive colored shirt.

Shit!

Abigail was quick to leave her seat. She started putting a napkin on the stain.

Hunter’s face was s