***~~Hunter~~***It's weekend over, and I honestly can't deal with the fact that we have to leave.Meghan is standing in front of the mirror, styling her hair.I sit there, eyes on her.She's perfect. Soft curves and and beautiful skin.Something in me twitches– low and a little dangerous.I stare, unable to look away.We've been at it all day, at every single corner of this room.But I can't help myself. I still can't get enough.“It won't hurt if you don't go to work on Monday,” I say, voice calm. “You work with me anyway,”She stops midway to brushing another strand.She turns, pointing the comb at me with this look that almost makes me smile.“We’re leaving, Hunt.” She lets out. “Our bags are packed. So, be a good man and get us back home,”My eyes lingers on her, on the comb, then it drops to her lips.“I've been good, haven't I?” my voice dips, lower.The words slips out before I can stop them, and I know she sees it— the shift in my gaze, the heat I don't bother hiding.She r
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