Blossom's POV
"Hunter? What are you doing here?" I asked surprising. I wasn't expecting to see him.
"You're not happy to see me?" He asked back.
"I am."
By then, Jevan had left and Hunter, Jason and I were making our way indoors. I inserted my key into the lock, letting us inside.
Jason made a beeline for his bedroom and I flopped down on the couch. Hunter sat next to me, laying his hand on one side of my legs.
"Hey. Are you okay?" He asked me.
"I am. Just a bit exhausted."
"Oh really? From riding around with Jevan Hollen?" His question rang pure jealousy.
"Excuse me?"
"Are you with him? And please don't lie to me."
"Hunter, where are you getting at?"
"I don't want to be lead on, Blossom. Are you with him or not?"
"I'm not with Jevan. He's Jason's father!"
"Wait. What? How?"
"It happened seven years ago. Jevan and I were high school sweethearts back then. We were having sex, I got pregnant, I got deported, Jason was born, Jevan wasn't aware." I summarized.