Fallen for you

Chapter 15: Hunter's POV

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To all of you who are about to say that they’ve only known each other for three days, to you I say. Its chapter bloody fifteen, it was about time that this happened. And if I don’t get at least 15 comments on this chapter, I’m NOT updating -.- This 21 vote/3 comment ratio is pissing me off. Time for you silent readers to speak up (^-^) And to everyone who has been aching for something to happen between these two, well... ;)

Hunter’s P.O.V

            I had always loved this place, it was peaceful and beautiful. All the summers that I had come here with my family every summer for the past six years; they had always wondered where I disappeared to, but I loved it here so much that I never wanted to bring anyone here, not even Amber.

            No one, except for Paige.

“Hunter! Come in here! The water is amazing!” she screamed, and I looked down at her figure floating in the water.

            I jumped in, the feeling of air hitting my face, and my heart starting to race just as I hit the water was a feeling that I never got use to, and probably never would.

 There was absolutely nothing like it, my heart was still beating extremely fast when I went underwater, I popped my head up, looking around for her; but she was nowhere to be found.

            “Paige! Where are you?” I asked, my voice echoed, but I got no response.

I looked around, and I didn’t see her. Holy shit, where could she be?!

I was about to dive under water when I felt arms snake around my neck and lips brushing against my ear.

“Right here,” she whispered, and I cannot describe the goose bumps that went down my spine at the sound of her voice.

“You scared me, I thought something happened to you,” I said, taking both of her hands from around my neck and positioning her so that she was in front of me.

“I’m sorry,” she giggled.

“Yeah, I don’t exactly believe you,” I said with a smirk on my face.

“Not my problem,” she said, shrugging at me, and then walked out of the water.

Sweet. Mother. Of. God.

The things that I would do to that girl, I watched as she slipped off her shorts, twirling it them around on her finger. I tried not to, but I may have stared at her underwear, I might have taken a glimpse of her black boy shorts and noticed how well they fitted her.

I might have thought about how badly I wanted to take her right there and then, I might have thought about how it would feel to trace her curves with my index finger, how indescribably soft her skin was, or maybe how sexually frustrated she made me.

“You coming?” she asked, tilting her head to the side as she sat in the sand.

You know what? Two could play it that game, and I would show her that as soon as this erection subsided; and looking at her was not helping.

After a couple minutes of calming myself down, I walked out of the water and sat beside her. I think she was honestly trying to drive me to the brink of insanity, because she was lying down and stretched out, which was absolutely perfect.

Good God, she had no idea what a hard time I was having keeping my hands to myself.

And then I saw the scars on her hip bones and thighs, it broke my heart when I found out that such a beautiful person hurt herself.