20 Questions

Chapter 22

The vibrant Aspen sun shines through the windows, pulling me from sleep. I was woken up sometime around four in the morning when a strong hand grabbed my hip and a firm erection pressed into my back. It took all of ten seconds for my body to respond to Hunter's touch before he pushed himself inside of me, taking me softly at first, but fiercely as we both reached our highs together. I don't remember when he put the condom on, but the gold wrapper is still sitting on the end of the bed in all its shiny glory. My back is to his front and his arm is snug around my waist, molding our bodies together perfectly. Soft purrs whisper in my ear and I thank Jesus and Michael Jackson that I get to wake up next to this beautiful man. I lift my head gently, hoping I don't wake him. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps. His hair is sticking up on the side of his head and his mouth is slightly parted. He looks so adorably young right now.

I really need to pee so I summon my inner ninja to escape this bed softly. I successfully make it out of the bed without waking him and head to the bathroom. I use the restroom, wash my hands and brush my teeth. I pull my hair into a messy bun and slip on some clothes. When I exit the bathroom, Hunter is still fast asleep, so I decide to go out and get us some breakfast. I slip on my sparkly black flip-flops and quietly exit the room.

As I walk out to the bar to order food, I see the group of guys already sitting down. Shit, I wonder if they saw me. My thoughts are answered when I hear Kevin yell my name. I turn around and wave as they flag me over with more enthusiasm than I care to deal with this early. I am not a morning person.

"Well, good morning, Miss Jenna," Kevin says with a smile that quickly reaches his eyes. "Any chance you may know where our dear Hunter is this fine morning?"

I contemplate acting clueless, but I know they would see right through it. I am a terrible liar and it would be written all over my face. I blush a little and tell them, "Um, yeah, he is still asleep...in my room." I cringe, awaiting the utter embarrassment that is sure to follow.

"Damn, Hunt, get you some!" yells Kevin. There it is. Bryson immediately punches him in the arm, tells him to cut it out and stop embarrassing me.

"I can wake him if you want me to. He may already be up. I'll get some breakfast and then go get him."

Patrick waves his hand and replies, "Nah, let him sleep. Lord knows that ugly mug could use some beauty sleep." I laugh along with guys, but completely disagree with the statement. He the most handsome man I have ever laid eyes on.

"Hey Jenna, while we have you here, there is something we want to ask you," Bryson says.

I reply, "No, I will not make out with you. Now stop asking me questions you already know the answer to."

"Girl, you're going to change your mind one day. Seriously though, we are going out to this local bar tonight to do some karaoke. We know the only way we will get Hunter to stay the whole time is if you are there for him to eye fuck all night. I mean that in the nicest possible way." He smiles at me and I can't help but smile back at him. He's still a bit of a prick, but he's growing on me. "So, are you in?"

"Yeah, I'm in if you guys are sure it is ok that I tag along." The guys all tell me that they would love for me to come so I confirm my plans to attend tonight. I tell them that I will see them later and head up to the bar to get some food. It occurs to me that I have no idea what Hunter likes to eat so I turn back around and consult the guys on his breakfast preferences. I make my way back up to the bar and order a muffin and hot chocolate for me and coffee and pancakes for him. The order comes up quickly, so I grab it and head back to the room. Hunter is still asleep when I enter the room.

"Good morning, handsome," I say as I stumble through the door with styrofoam cups and food containers, but don't get a response. I set the breakfast on the table and run my fingers through his hair, but he still doesn't budge.