Breaking Boundaries

Chapter 62 - "It's kinda funny how.."

"Marry me?"
Did he?
He did.
He fucking said that?

"Rylee?" I can't speak. Nothing will leave my mouth, my throat feels like it's closing up.
I never expected this, I never in my wildest dreams expected this... say something Rylee for god sake. Say something...

"I mean it's fine... it's too rushed. I'm sorry."

Rushed. Is it? I'm not even sure anymore. I don't know, I don't know if it's rushed. We were though, from day one we had that connection didn't we?

It was absolutely packed full of people. All I kept thinking was How the hell am I gonna find him? I didn't know what he looked like, didn't know what to expect.

My mind was far from meeting someone new, all I could think about was Jace - and of course the nerves of coming face to face with Logan again. So whilst in my thoughts, I got quickly snapped out of them.

"Rylee?"

The voice behind me, was so husky and sharp.
I turned immediately to put a face to that voice and there he was.
I could not believe my eyes. I'm pretty sure my jaw fell downwards.
Was he a chauffeur? Surely that couldn't have been him? But it was. Hunter. He looked like an absolute god compared to the usual guys I'm used to.

"Do I know you?"

"No. But you're about to, get your bags."

That - that small sentence, I'm pretty sure he had me there and then. So fucking demanding. But of course, back then I hated being told what to do. I still felt that pang of sexual tingles when he said it though.

"You're my Mom's boyfriend??...."
Shocked, absolutely fucking shocked. How could he have been?

"Why you so surprised? Come on."
Well, because she's a fucking hag and you're a living god?

"You're late. So don't order me around dude." I'm pretty sure I shouldn't have said that, he may have hated me at this point.

"Don't try that shit with me, sweetheart, hurry the fuck up I haven't got all day. Walk." There it was again...

He walked off. It was extremely rude of him, But my god how sexy!
My Mom bagged that?
How?! I couldn't wrap my head around it to be honest.
At atleast 6.1 tall he towered over me I mean that's not uncommon I'm only 5ft.1 but he's noticeably huge.
Tanned skin, sexy undressing eyes. Thick head of dark hair. Oh, the hair. Still to this day I can't look at it without wanting to run my fingers through it. Which was my very first thought.

"I will carry you! Don't test my patience Lil lady!...

Move it."
Well, wasn't he a breath of fresh air? "Lil lady" A nickname he uses religiously.

He walked off and left me standing there with my luggage, which wasn't Hunter like at all. But I'm sure it was because he fucking hated me. Annoying teenager? That's what he thought. I guess I am just that though... I tried my hardest to keep up with his long legged strides but it was pointless. I just couldn't. So I quickly gave up and admired his ass instead.

That was the first moment Hunter changed me. I was thinking absolutely filthy thoughts about this guy - it just wasn't me at all.

The drive to his house wasn't any different..

The car was silent. I remember reaching over to put the radio on and he slapped my arm away. I found it strange but once again, hot.

"Don't you like a conversation? Or music?"
Does this guy like anything?

"No, not really."

He blatantly didn't want to interact with me. I thought he was rude, arrogant and a complete asshole but knowing him now. I get it. I get him. But that didn't stop me from trying, I needed something to make him speak. A good conversation starter.