Second Chances

Chapter 22...

The next morning I woke to the feeling of something touching my face. I shook my head with a groan, not fully awake quite yet. Something underneath my head shook as the feeling moved from my face to my hair. I groaned again at the feeling and nestled my head further into the pillow beneath me. A warm, slightly hard pillow.

Wait...I don't remember my pillow being hard. I cracked one eye open and glanced down at my 'pillow'. I was met with tan skin and that was definitely not what my pillow was made of. I slowly opened both of my eyes, traveling upwards until I met a pair of striking blue eyes.

Hunter gazed down at me with a soft smile on his face. It took a second for everything to come rushing back. From us kissing at the stadium to coming back to my apartment and.... my cheeks flushed at what we did last night....multiple times.

A part of me had thought I made that part up. It just being a vivid dream. Wouldn't have been the first. But it was real and the fact that it was real made a smile grow on my face. He was still here too, still laying in my bed. I didn't think of him as the type to hit it and leave but I couldn't deny the thought had passed through my mind.

"Good morning." I whispered, peering up at him.

"Morning." The way Hunter stared down at me made my body tingle. It wasn't even a sexual look, no it was like he loved what he was looking at. I looked away and realized I was laying right on top of him.

"Sorry." I made the motion to move but his arms tightened around my waist keeping me in place.

"Don't." He said gruffly. I settled back on his chest at his tone. Once he was sure I wasn't going to move again his fingers lazily made their way up and down my spine. It was then I took notice I was still naked, my breasts pushed into his chest but he didn't seem to mind at all. In fact he had a content look on his face.

I folded my hands on his chest and placed my chin on them, peering up at Hunter as I laid there. Even at this angle he still looked handsome as hell. Everything that happened last night was everything I could have hoped for. He wasn't disgusting by my body and he stayed true to his word...he showed my how sexy my body was. Many times.

In the past five years I've only ever slept with one other guy than Hunter and it was never like that. What I thought was pleasurable sure as hell wasn't this and last night showed that.

"I could stay like forever." Hunter softly spoke, his fingers now tracing shapes on my bare back. My toes curled at the sensation. I fully agreed with him. If I could wake up to this view every morning I'd die a happy women.

"Who says we have to leave." I raised an eyebrow at him, the corner of my lip curling up.

"Oh?" He got my hint, his hands moving down my spine and cupped my ass. He pulled me even closer and I instantly felt something pressed against my core. One little touch was enough to get me ready.

"I have no where else to be." I bit my bottom lip as I gazed up at him. Hunter smirked at me before I was suddenly flipped around and was now laying on my back, him hovering over me.

"I got all the time in the world." There was a promise to his words as his head got closer to mine. With so much softness Hunter pressed his lips to mine. Just one simple kiss was enough to convey his feelings, or at least it felt like it. I kissed him back trying my absolute best to show him I felt the same way.

Over the next hour the two of us brought each other to different heights, my body feeling like it was on fire and loved at the same time. When we left the bed and went to shower Hunter caressed my body with such gentleness it made my heart ache.

While I got dressed Hunter went to make us some coffee, despite it being noon. My body ached but in a good way. I grabbed his black t-shirt he wore yesterday and put it on. I brought the fabric to my nose and inhaled his cologne. I needed to know what cologne he used because damn it smelt good.

Seeing no reason to wear pants with his shirt coming down to my thighs I left my room. The smell of coffee hit my nose making me pick up my pace to the kitchen. Walking through the little archway I passed mid-step. Standing there at the stove clad in only his boxers was Hunter. His back was facing me and with each move of his arms his back muscles rippled. The sight almost made me moan out loud. And add on the tattoos he was fucking hot.

I bit my lip noticing some red scratches going down his back. I felt a little proud of myself for that. In a way it was like me marking him. It was kind of payback for the little love bites he left all over my body last night. I just made it even.

I leaned against the doorway perfectly content to watch him cook. Who knew such a simple act could be so attractive. I got control over myself and ventured further into the kitchen. Hunter turned and grinned at me.

"Coffee is ready and eggs will be soon." My heart stuttered at the fact he was making me breakfast. Was there anything he couldn't do?

I worked on setting the table and getting us both coffee, adding a bit of milk to his just like he liked it, all the while Hunter made breakfast. About ten minutes later I was sitting at the table with him sliding a plate full of eggs and toast in my direction. Looking at the plate I felt my heart squeeze even tighter. He made the eggs how I liked them, scrambled with cheese.

"Thank you." I beamed up at him taking a large bite. He looked at me amusingly as I closed my eyes and groaned at the taste. He always made the best eggs.

We ate in comfortable silence, every few minutes looking up at each other and smiling. I didn't want this moment to end. Us sitting here eating and grinning at each other like a couple in love.

"Do you know when Hannah is going to be home?" He asked taking a sip of his coffee.

"Probably late this afternoon." I shrugged. He just nodded and went silent for a moment.

"I may be getting ahead of myself but..." I watched him as he rubbed the side of his jaw as if contemplating something. "next Saturday but parents are holding a bbq. Would you want to come along?" I tensed at his words. "I know they'd be happy to see you again and so would Dylan and Haley." He quickly added.

I looked down at my plate as unwanted memories popped up. Conversations with his mother telling me I wasn't good enough for her son. That I would only ruin his career if I stayed with him. That I wouldn't ever belong in their world. His father wasn't as bad but he made his dislike for me known.

I don't think I could see his parents again. They told me to break it off with Hunter and stay away, and now if I come back what will they think? What would they do? His mother had made it quite clear if I didn't break it off she would make sure I wasn't happy until I did. It could have been an idle threat but at the time I thought it wasn't. Five years may have passed but their hatred for me probably hasn't gone away.

"You don't have to." Hunter quickly spoke, seeing my expression, probably thinking I was hesitating if it was a good idea. "I just know they'd like to see you." I couldn't stop the scoff from escaping my lips. They would definitely not be happy to see me.

"What was that for?" His eyebrows rose in confusion. He had absolutely no idea what really happened with his family. He didn't notice the looks or the snide comments thrown at me whenever we met up with his parents. Hell he never even noticed when his own friends did the same thing to me.

Everyone around us didn't like us together. Practically every girl on campus wanted to split us up so they could date the star quarterback. And some of his friends thought I was taking too much of his time when he could be with them. There were a select few of his guy friends and their girlfriends that were nice to me but again, only a select few. The rest would give me cold shoulders anytime I went to parties with Hunter. The girls making comments about my outfit and criticizing my hair.

It wasn't....fun. But I could handle it because I had the most perfect boyfriend by my side and he made sure everyday to let me know he cared for me. So it was easy to brush their comments off, but a bit harder with his parents. I wanted them to like me. I wanted to belong with their family cause who knew maybe one day I'd be marrying into it. But they made it clear that wasn't what they wanted.

"Mia?" Hunter's voice brought me back from the past. "What's wrong?" My eyes rolled on their own. He was still so oblivious.

"Your parents won't want to see me." I finally spoke. I knew this conversation was going to happen and putting it off was going to make it worse.

"What do you mean?"