The Tequila Gang (completed)

Chapter Sixty Eight: ➰

RUNAWAY HUSBAND
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Hunter's POV

Happiness: is a mental or emotional state of well-being defined by positive or pleasant emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy.

Intense. Last night was intense. But most definitely a joyous occasion, honestly I thought finally getting laid would calm me down, but now I just want to do exactly what we did last night every single hour of the day, because yes it was that good.

I mean I've had some thoughts over this girl, believe me they've also been intense, but to now have real thoughts and images in my head from the taster I got last night, well that meant dangerous things for my mind. It's all I've thought about since the moment I opened my eyes.

She'll be lucky to even attempt getting out of bed today, I wanted her there in my bed all the god damn time.

I mean I'm no creep, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't sit and watch her sleep for at least an hour last night, because she just looks that fucking cute.

Cute? Since when do I use words like cute?

Jesus. I don't know what's wrong with me.

I left her to sleep, so that I could come down and make her breakfast in bed, make her feel real fucking special, I want her to know that she is everything to me, and I mean everything.

"Do you really love bacon that much?" A voice called from behind me breaking me from my trail of thoughts.

"Huh?"

"You're stood there smiling at the bacon, it's weird bro."

I ignore Jarred's comment and carry on flipping the bacon, and start being more aware of my surroundings, walking round smiling to myself all the time, living in a dream word is so not good for my responsibilities, it makes me look like a pussy.

Stay serious.

"You're doing it again, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Jarred asked. What the fuck I was thinking about serious facial expressions why the fuck is my face still smiling.

"There is nothing wrong with me, so shut up." I told him.

"The tone of your voice is even being a lot nicer than normal. Are you sure you're alright?"

"Fucking dandy."

"Breakfast in bed eh? Well that's definitely new." Jarred definitely knew something was up.

"You ask a lot of fucking questions, you know that? You should try it maybe you're girlfriend would be a little less aggressive." I threw at him.

"Woah." Jarred held his hands up. "Let's not forgot that your girlfriend shot you." I smiled at the memory. "Hold up. You normally get angry all over again when I bring that up, today you are not." He looked at me quizzically for a moment before he hit the jackpot.

"You got fucking laid didn't you?" And then came his laughter. "That's why you're so happy isn't it? You finally gave her the D."

I threw a slice of toast at him. "Will you stop fucking shouting." Last thing I needed was his fucking girlfriend overhearing and waking Tia up. "And we're not gonna stand here discussing it like a pair of teenage girls."

"What are we discussing like a pair of teenage girls?"

I could of face palmed myself there and then.

"Oh Hunter was handing out letters of the alphabet to his girlfriend last night, rumour has it he started with D." Jarred told Kyle as he entered the kitchen, what was this a mothers fucking meeting?