Hunter’s POV
I was staring at her and I couldn't look away.
My mind kept replaying that hot make-out scene that happened in this room last night. She was so fucking perfect and I wanted to do it again. I wanted more. I wanted to make her mine.
My eyes fell on her beautiful neck. I remembered how I sucked and kissed it. I remembered the taste of her skin. I couldn't wait to see my mark on her neck. I couldn't wait for the rest of the world to see that she was mine.
“Stop staring at me like that,” she mumbled, making me look up at her beautiful face.
“Like what?” I asked, faking innocence.
She raised an eyebrow at me making me smirk.
“I can’t help it,” I said. “I need to repeat that make-out session from last night.”
She blushed and glanced at the wall behind me.
“We could use the wall again,” I said, chuckling. “Or maybe even a bed this time.”