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Chapter Eighteen

(Riley's POV)

"Do you know where Hunter is?" I ask Kyle the next morning. He shakes his head.

"You can hang with me till he comes back, though." He laughs, slinging an arm across my shoulders. I flinch, and he notices it. "Why do you flinch when someone touches you?" He asks me.

"I, uh, I had a boyfriend about two years ago, and he would hit me. I guess I kind of expect it when I see a hand coming towards me," I say quietly.

He nods, his eyes flashing to mine. "You don't flinch when Hunter touches you," is what he comes up with after a minute of silence.

"I trust him, though. I trust very few people."

"Do you trust me?" He asks, raising his eyebrows.

"Not yet." I laugh.

"You will." He leads me to the door. "You wanna go for a walk?" I shrug. "I'm taking that as a yes."

"Tell me stuff about Hunter that he would never tell me himself," I say, looking up at Kyle.

He laughs. "Well, he's only had two girlfriends in this life, you and this girl Brittany. He was with her for a year, but he was never really into it. She was kind of obsessed with him." He shrugs, then adds, "He's into you though."

"Anything else other than crazy ex?" I laugh.

"He slept with his teddy bear until the age of fourteen." Kyle laughs. "He loves chick flicks. Like I actually thought he was gay until he was twelve because of the movies he would watch."

"I've questioned his sexuality, too. He once skipped in the park with a four-year-old little girl." I giggle.

"Um, what's something else?" Kyle wonders aloud. He tells me a lot about Hunter. I learn that he went through a phase where he thought that he was a magician, that he walked around the house naked most of the time until he was four, and that he has the movie "Anchorman" basically memorized. "How did you fall in love with that dork?" Kyle laughs.

"He's cute," I say, smiling.

My phone rings in my pocket. "It's Hunter, isn't it?" Kyle asks, laughing. I nod and answer it.

"Where are you?" He asks, sounding worried.

"So I went outside and there was this really nice man in a van and he offered me candy so I got into the van. I don't know where we are now," I joke, making Kyle laugh.

"Riley Ann," Hunter says, "where are you?" He asks sternly.

"Calm down, I'm on a walk with Kyle. I'm fine." I laugh at him. "May I ask where you were?"

"I needed some air," he tells me. "Do you know when you'll be back?"

"No, we're just kind of walking. Probably soon, though."

"Okay, I'll see you then," he says.

"Okay." I hang up.

"What did your 'cute boyfriend' want?" Kyle laughs.

"To know where I was." I laugh a little.

"Should we head back?"

I shrug and say okay. We turn around to head back to his house. "Do you have a girlfriend?" I ask him.

"Yeah, you'll probably meet her at some point." He smiles.

"What's her name?" I wonder.

"Morgan," he says, still smiling. I learn that she's short, like shorter than me short, and is a ginger, but Kyle describes her more as a strawberry blonde.