20 Questions

Chapter 34

"Merry Christmas, beautiful." Hunter rolls onto his side and pushes the hair out of my face. He gives me his sweet sleepy smile, which as it turns out, is my favorite of his smiles.

"Merry Christmas. It looks like Santa brought me a very sexy man in my bed. I must have been really good this year," I reply as I brush over the hair standing straight up on the side of his head. It doesn't matter how many times I run my hands over it as it has a mind of its own.

"You may have been good all year, but you were very bad last night," he laughs as he playfully smacks my behind and crawls out of bed. He walks into the bathroom and I lay there thinking about how lucky I am to wake up next to him this morning. I run my feet along the soft sheets and ponder what this day is going to be like. Hunter and I hadn't discussed what we were going to do today. I just know that whatever it is, I want to spend every minute of it by his side. This week will be coming to an end in two days and I'm not ready to leave our bubble. Everything has been perfect and the thought of heading back to reality sickens me. In all actuality, we only have one day left because I have an early flight out the next day.

How is this going to work anyway?

I don't know how far apart we actually live and what his work schedule is like. We haven't really discussed those type of things. I guess we have both detached ourselves from the routines of everyday life and there are so many conversations that still need to be had.

Hunter returns from the restroom and searches the room for his clothes that have been wildly scattered around. We were so lost in passion last night, our clothes were discarded without regard. I sink into the bed as I watch him walk around the room in just his boxer briefs. I need to get up, but I am enjoying the show a little too much.

"You want to get some breakfast or do you want me to get back in bed and take advantage of you again?"

I raise my eyebrows several times and throw a pillow at him. I would love nothing more than to make love to him again and again, but if I am being honest, I am starving and I'm a little sore from last night. But then again, I'm sore in all the right ways. I roll out of bed and wrap the sheet around me.

"Nothing I haven't seen before and will definitely see again today," he says with a wicked grin on his face. I stick my tongue out at him as I drop the sheet to the floor. He chases after me as I run into the bathroom, slamming the door quickly behind me.

"Not fair, woman!" I hear him yell from the other side of the door, making me laugh.

I get myself cleaned up, brush my teeth, put on some deodorant and put my hair into a messy bun. I walk out of the bathroom to get some clothes when I see Hunter sitting on the bed looking at the scrapbook I made for him. I don't say anything. I just grab my clothes from the closet and watch him. His face is decorated with a smile as he flips through the pages.

"I know it's not much, but I really do hope you like it," I tell him.

"Are you kidding me? It's honestly the best gift I have ever received and I truly mean that. Nobody, and I mean nobody, has ever given me anything like this before. You have everything in here, all my favorite moments. This has been the best week of my entire life and I have you to thank for that. You have no idea what you mean to me."

I walk over and grab the book, putting it on the bed and taking a seat on his lap. "I think I have a fairly good idea. I never realized how empty my life was until you came along and showed me what I have been missing. I never want this to end. Not just this week, but forever ever that."

"Forever?"

He looks at me and I'm not sure if I should be hopeful or embarrassed. Did I just take it too far? I hope that word wasn't so presumptuous that I scared him off. "Sorry, I don't know why I just said that. Sometimes my emotions-"