79 Sunday morning (1)

~ Seattle, Elizabeth's apartment ~

Sunday, 4:26 AM

Mia closed the door of her room with a stifled giggle and tiptoed toward the kitchen.

She does not remember if she was ever this… happy. At her twenty-eight years of life, she is acting like an enamored teenager. Mia knows that it's silly, but she can't help it because Hunter is a-ma-zing! They are going at it for hours and she is grateful that both of them are in such a good physical shape and she would be sleeping if not for hunger.

At certain point the two of them decided to shower, and they were both energetic, but the hot water made her feel the fatigue of the strenuous exercise which started with their game in the sports club. She admired that Hunter seemed to be… fresh. Is it possible that he is not tired?