Bella's Hunt

TWENTY-FOUR

After we put up all the food, we head up to his bedroom. He shuts the door behind me as I go to sit down on his bed.

I watch him walk over to his dresser and he pulls out a black t-shirt. "Here," he tosses it to me. I bite on the inside of my cheek before looking up at him. He's staring at me with a small smile.

"Hunter?"

"Hm?" He raises a brow.

"Get out so I can change."

His eyes widen and he smiles sheepishly. "Shit, sorry." He mumbles before walking towards his door. He steps out into the hallway before shutting the door behind him.

I quickly lift my shirt over my head and pull on his t-shirt. His scent instantly overwhelms me and I smile widely. My cheeks flush and my heart begins to pound rapidly in my chest.

"O-Okay." I say after I fold my shirt and lay it on the top of his dresser.

The door quickly opens and Hunter leans in. A gigantic smile takes over his face when his eyes roam over my body and he sees me in his shirt. "You look better in it than I do." He states and I feel my cheeks heat up again.

I quickly look away from him and down at the ground. He smirks at me before walking towards me and grabs a pillow from his bed, leaving the other two for me.

"You're seriously going to sleep on the floor?" I ask, still not looking at him.

"Unless you want me to sleep in the bed with you." He says quietly while continuing to smirk.

"No, I'm fine." I smile up at him. He rolls his eyes before throwing the pillow on the ground next to his bed.

"I'll be right back." He tells me before walking out of his room. I look around his room before sitting down on his bed.

My eyes trace over to his trophy case and I smile. I wonder if I went to one of his game if he'd care. Or to one of his "boxing matches", if he was telling the truth about boxing.

Maybe he wouldn't want me to go. He does have a silver medal thing but maybe he's gotten bad at basketball. He'd have to get used to the team and everything.

I wonder when his first game is.

I look up when the door opens and Hunter comes in with a giant, fluffy blanket. He smiles at me, causing me to smile back.

"That's your bed for the night?" I laugh. He grins at me while nodding. "You're going to break your back," I state.

"I'll be fine as long as you are." He tells me with a small smile.

"Hunter, I can always just go back to my room."

"And then I'll follow you and end up sleeping in your bed with you. We can just do that here, but I don't think you want to." He smirks.

Oh, I want to.

"I could sleep on the floor." I shrug.

"No. You take the bed, Bells. I'm fine." He smiles at me before tossing the comforter on the floor. I roll my eyes before pulling back the black blanket and snuggle under it before laying my head on his pillow.

It smells just like him.

I press my face into the pillow before turning my head to see Hunter staring at me. My eyes widen, "What?"

"Did you just sniff my pillow?" He asks, trying to hold his laughter.

"You smell good." I defend as I feel my cheeks heat up.

He smiles widely at me before laying down. "What time should I wake you up tomorrow?" He whispers.

"I don't know. Whenever my phone goes off. My mom will probably come over with a shotgun looking for me."