It's Not The Time To Be Bitter

Hunter scoffed and shook his head in disappointment. "Of course, you are ready. That's why you were trembling with fear, praying for your dear life with your closed eyes as if I was strangling you to death with my touch," he said and scoffed again, which turned into a sarcastic laugh. Hera's eyes widened in alarm, and she shook her head frantically in denial. 

"You're misinterpreting everything, Hunter. Obviously, I'll be scared because it's my first time, but I wasn't scared of your touch," Hera gave her explanation sounding far too defensive. Hunter looked away and ran his fingers through his hair. "Fucking hell," he cursed before looking her in the eye.