53- Her decision

Geena chuckled, when he left the kitchen holding her hand heading to the backyard.

Once they reached there, Hunter took her in his arms and held her tightly but she got back shaking her head with a mocked smile, “No need for this pretense, Hunter. Nobody is here.”

“Abigail…” he tried to talk to her but she held up her hand.

“This fake engagement is…”

“Stop it, Abigail.” He said a little sternly.

“Why stop, Hunter? … Why should I? Isn’t it fake?” she said between her clenched teeth keeping her voice down. He stayed quiet just assessing her face. “Every decision you make, reaches to me by your receptionist.” She laughed sarcastically, “She knows your whereabouts better than me.”

“When I need to vacate my office? When you would fit me in your own place? When your grandparents are coming?  When they would postpone the trip?&r