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Somehow, I want this to work.

“Do you think you could stick with me a little longer? I don’t want you to just be with me for the sex. I want you to stay for me,” he says.

Damn, this is so unlike him. It’s almost as if he’s afraid to lose me.

However, it makes me smile. I feel like I’m suddenly someone’s precious, like I’m special and needed.

“I’m not just in it for the sex,” I say.

Hunter’s arm is still around me, and he drags me to him so we’re spooning. He nuzzles my hair and smells me. He feels warm and makes me feel safe in his arms.

“But you’d better not be abstinent until marriage.”

He laughs and then pushes his hips against my ass, making me feel his erection.

“You can bet on it. I’m going to claim you soon,” he says.

We cuddle some more, and then he yawns. We’re both tired as hell. I doze away in his arms, happy, content.

I can wait. I can wait for him. I can wait for the answers to all my questions. I can wait to discover more about him. Hell, he’s even waiting for me.

But I do know that I won’t wait forever.





Chapter 19


The Morning After



The next morning I’m still lying in his arms, confused as to why I’m here. I can smell his scent on the pillow we’re sharing, and it’s making me delirious again. When everything about last night seeps back into my mind, I feel crazily happy.

I’m really here, in his bed, sleeping with him.

His arms are still around me, and I can feel his chest going up and down against my back. Things can’t get any crazier than this.

Well, maybe the sex could.

I giggle to myself and smile. Turning around in Hunter’s warm embrace, I find him snoring loudly. He looks so goddamn cute right now. His face is the perfect thing to wake up to. Everything about him just makes me jittery.

Suddenly, the door slams open.

I’m startled. I jolt up from the bed, desperate to hold on to the blanket that’s dropping off my scarcely covered body.

Jaret is standing in the doorway.

“Dude … Oh, shit,” he says when he sees me.

Hunter groans as he looks up at Jaret with a drowsy look on his face. “Huh? What’s happening?”

“Sorry bro, I didn’t know you brought her back here,” Jaret says. His eyebrows rise playfully. “Hope you had fun last night.”

I flush, and pull up the blanket even more, feeling very, very embarrassed.

“What are you doing here?” Hunter mutters with half a grunt.

“It’s my room, too, remember? Glad I wasn’t around to witness this last night. Had some fun myself, too! Crazy chick, though …” Jaret says, as he walks into the room like it’s the most normal thing to do when you find two people in bed together.

“Dude, get out. Give us some privacy for fuck’s sake,” Hunter says with a croaky voice, scraping his throat.

“Sorry, bud, can’t. It’s important. I wouldn’t have come otherwise, trust me,” he says.

I reach for my dress lying on the floor and pick it up while holding the blanket firmly in place. It’s not drenched anymore, but it smells bad. Although it stinks, I pull it over my head and drape it down until I’m no longer in my underwear. Better than having Jaret see me partially naked.

Hunter leans on his elbow, giving minimal attention to Jaret as he tries to wake up. “What?”

“I think I’m after the right guy. You know. The boss of Alpha Psi. I think I know who he is.”

Opening his eyes wide, Hunter springs up. “What? Are you serious?”

“Alpa Psi? Is that a frat house?” I ask, but nobody answers.

“Yeah, that’s why I need you to come with me right now. There’s going to be another party tonight, and he’ll be there. If you wanna catch him, now’s the time. We have to prepare some kind of plan.”

“Fuck,” Hunter says, and he jumps out of bed wearing nothing but boxer briefs. I swear, if I wasn’t on high alert right now, I’d be gaping at his package.

“What the hell are you guys talking about?” I say.

“You go get dressed first, I’ll wait for you downstairs so we can get going. They’re expecting us to do some work, too, today, so we really need the extra time.”

“Work? You mean selling drugs and punching people in the face again?” I say, flabbergasted. “It’s a freaking frat house behind all this?”

“All right, see you in a minute or so,” Hunter says, and Jaret leaves the room again.

“Stop ignoring me!” I yell at him, and I come out of bed, too.

“I’m not, this is just way too important.” He turns around toward me. “And yes, it’s a frat house.”