Hunter’s POV
I kept kissing Sophia's hand. I needed to touch her and kiss her. I couldn't believe that I was going to have to let them lock her up again.
How long would it be until I got to hold her again? How long would it be until I got to kiss her again?
I couldn't even go a minute without pressing my lips against her hand. How the fuck would I survive not being able to kiss her for longer than a minute?!
I tried to keep my eyes on the road, but it was so hard. I kept glancing at her and wondering what would happen if I just continued driving. Maybe we could run away from all of this? Maybe she wouldn't have to go back into that fucking room?
“Maybe we could run,” I said quietly. “Maybe I could just continue driving.”
Sophia ran her fingers through my hair. I glanced at her and she gave me a small smile.
“I can’t run from this, Hunter,” she said softly. “It is inside me.”
I knew that, but I wanted to run from that fucking room.