Bella's Hunt

SEVENTY-TWO

Hunter's POV

Bella's arm tightens around me, causing me to look down at her. Her eyes remain closed as her lips part and she lets out a small sigh.

This moment couldn't get anymore perfect...

Well... If we were both naked and she was awake that'd be fucking perfect, but this is perfect too.

I run my hand through her hair, receiving a small smile. She snuggles further into my neck and I grin.

But it quickly fades when my phone begins vibrating in my pocket. I groan loudly before reaching behind me and grabbing it. My mom's name flashes on the screen and I'm quick to answer.

"Mom?"

"Hunter!" She sings, causing me to roll my eyes. "Where are you at? You didn't come home last night."

She knew I left?

"I've just been over at Bella's, mom."

"You stayed the night?" She asks quietly.

"Yeah. She's stayed the night before. I stayed with her at Ted's." I state. "What's the problem?"

"Nothing's the problem! Nothing at all! I just thought the two of you were fighting." She tells me. "A-And I thought she was at Ted's."

"Oh," fuck, "she... She just came home when I was giving her the present I bought her."

Speaking of the necklace... Maybe she'll accept it now that we're okay.

"So I stayed with her because she needed me."

I glance down at Bella when she mumbles something against my neck. Her brows furrow and her nose scrunches up in the most adorable way.

"But anyways, we're fine, mom. Why'd you call?"

"It's almost five o'clock, son." She states and my eyes widen.

I pull my phone away from my face to see that it's four-thirty. Shit. "What time's dinner?"

"Six o'clock. Why don't you ask Bella to join us?"

"I-Uh-I already did," I laugh.

"Of course you did." She sighs. "I'll see you both at six. Look nice." With that, she hangs up the phone.

I toss my phone over Bella and it lands behind her. "Bells," I squeeze her waist and her nose scrunches up. "You gotta wake up."

"Mm," she mumbles and presses her face further into my neck.

And she said I was suffocating her...

"Bella," I pull away from her and tilt her face up. Her eyes open partly and she blinks slowly. "You gotta wake up." I whisper as my thumb runs over bottom lip.

"I'm gonna shave your head." She tells me and I smirk. Again, I rub my thumb over her bottom lip and she lets out a soft whimper that I almost didn't hear.

My eyes widen and so do hers. She slowly pulls away from me, her cheeks turning a bright red. Before she can get away, I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her back to me.

Her arm, that she had wrapped around me the entire time she slept, tightens around me, and she reaches up and grips the back up shirt. "Bells," I whisper and her eyes shine.

Taking me off guard, she leans up and presses hers lips against mine. I instantly kiss her back, pushing her against the bed so that I could hover over her. Her hand slides from my back up to cup my cheek.