Hunter (Sample)

Chapter 3 - His Girlfriend

Past

Jack 

I smiled and caressed my girlfriend’s seven-month baby bump. Our baby boy will be with us in a few months. I couldn’t wait to have him in my arms. Taylor, my girlfriend smiled. Her eyes were still closed. She placed her soft hand on mine. Damn, she was remarkably beautiful. Her light blonde hair scattered across the pillow and a few strands clinging to my naked chest. Her thin eyebrows were slightly arched and her plump lips looked luscious and ready to kiss. I didn’t know if I could live without her for three days. She was going to attend her sister’s wedding ceremony and would stay there for thirty-six hours. 

Fuck thirty-six hours! Too long! I knew her thirty-six hours of absence was going to drive me crazy. 

“Good morning, honey,” she mumbled, breathing into my face.

“Good morning, love,” I said and kissed her collarbone and made her break into a giggle. “You’re just radiating.” I smooch, licked, and nibbled her baby-soft skin on the neck. 

“Stop it, Jack,” Taylor laughed and cupped the back of my head, moaning. “You can’t stop making love to me. You’re arousing me again.” She gripped my hair in her hand and pulled my face up to her. My breath caught in my throat when I met her smoky gray eyes. She trailed her fingers over the dark stubble on my cheeks. “When will you marry me?” 

I leaned forward and captured her delicious lips into a kiss. “Once you turn twenty-two, you’ll be my wife. You have no idea how much I want my ring on your finger.”

“And you have no idea how much my parents are pressuring me to marry that mayor. They often ask me about our relationship. They want me to marry a thirty-three-year-old man.” She curled her fingers into my hair and tilted my head and kissed me hard. “In four months we’ll be together.”

“We’re still together, baby,” I cut her off. “You’re mine. Understood?”

“What will you do if I marry the mayor?” She teased me, biting my lower lip. 

“Trust me, it will not take me a minute to slaughter him.” I grinned. “Don’t you dare talk to me like that! Nothing could stop me from making you my wife, Taylor.”

“What if you find a more beautiful woman than me?” 

I broke into a laugh at her stupid joke. “I doubt if I’ll ever be able to look at another woman. I’ve never seen a woman as beautiful as you, love. You're the only one. You're my first and last love.”

Taylor cupped my face, looking into my eyes. Her eyes pour out every emotion. “I love you, Jack.”

“Love you too, love.” I kissed her head and wrapped an arm around her waist, resting her head against my chest. We stayed like that for a few minutes, feeling each other’s skin, heartbeats, and breath. We were one and we would always be one. 

“How much do you love kids, Jack?” She asked, stroking my abs and sliding her manicured hand down. 

“So much.” It was crazy, but I love kids so much that I would have six or eight. Maybe because I had lost my parents at a very young age or maybe because I wanted to produce something out of my and Taylor’s love. 

“You’ll make a good father.”

I smiled. “I have planned many things for our kids. The first one will become a police officer like his father and the rest of our children will be like their mother.” 

“I want our first baby to look like you with dark brown hair, green eyes, and long eyelashes.” 

“I don't mind having blondes.” I straightened myself up. “Let me wash you first. We have been making love for ten hours. You’re smelling like me.”