The next morning I woke up thanks to the sunlight coming from the window. I tried to hide under the big blanket but it was no use I was awake. I grabbed my phones, it was only 7 so I decided to scroll through Twitter and Instagram before my stomach started growling. I quietly made my way to the door; I stayed in the clothes I slept in figuring everyone was still asleep. I tip toed past the guys room successfully making it to the kitchen. I searched the fridge and cabinets, finding bread, eggs, bacon, potatoes and thankfully coffee. I made myself a cup of coffee before making myself breakfast.
"God damn girl," said a deep voice as I was beating the eggs.
I turned around to see Hunters eyes taking up and down my body. Honestly? Does he not remember what he said to me las night? I just continued to cook and ignored his presence; I felt his eyes on me the whole time. Once I was finished I put all the food on one plate and sat at the island.
"Hey!" I said as Hunter stole a piece of bacon off my plate.
"Should have made me my own, then I would have to steal yours."
"Shouldn't have been a duck and maybe I would have" I say while making my way out the kitchen. But before I can leave I feel two hands on my waste stopping me.
"That's okay babe, I'd rather eat something else," he said with his mouth so close to my ear. His breath sent shivers down my neck and lit a fire in my stomach I've never felt before.
"Better find someone else than because your not getting anything from me." I stated.
"Playing hard to get, that's the way I like it," he said walking out of the kitchen leaving me breathless and confused.
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summer time fun
Teen FictionEver would rather be curled up in bed with a book in her hand but summer has different plans this year, that include a bus full of crazy teenagers, traveling around america and a dark brown hair like the messy sex kind, greenish blue eyes, a jaw lin...
