I woke up the next morning with Hunter cuddled around me. How did I allow this to happen? I peeled him off of me and made my way to the bathroom. I stripped and jumped in the shower washing "Hunter" off of me.
"Shit!" I whispered to myself; realizing I forgot to bring clothes with me.
I walked out and tip toed to my suit case praying I wouldn't wake Hunter up.
"Hey baby want to let me see what's under that towel?" Hunter said in a raspy voice.
Fuck.
"You wish," I said rolling my eyes. I quickly grabbed a pair of tight athletic shorts and a v neck.
I turned and walked to the bathroom with Hunter right behind me.
"You're not coming in with me," I said as Hunter tried walking in the door.
"Oh come on I have to take a piss."
"There's a bathroom downstairs."
He looked at me and leaned in real close. For a second I thought he was going to kiss me and for some reason I wanted him too. To feel if his lips are as soft as they look, to see how he taste.
"Have it your way baby," he smirked and looked at my lips "I always get what I want and you know you want me too."
And with that he walked away, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in.
Staying away from him was going to be harder then I thought.
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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...
