buttons of her blouse.
“ Don't you like looking at me anymore?”
Hunter sneaked a quick look and grinned.
“Oh, I love looking at you all right. But I can wait a little bit longer.”
He broke into a wide smile.
“Especially since you're going to be practically begging me to get you naked.”
Amber reached up and primly buttoned her blouse up to the neck.
“I don't think so,” she said firmly.
Hunter simply started laughing.
“I'm serious. You shouldn't just assume that you can have your way with me when you want.”
She shoved her feet back into her sneakers.
“Tonight is going to be a no sex night for you.”
“ Whatever you say, Baby,” Hunter had the nerve to say, pulling in the driveway.
“ But I'd be willing to bet a hundred dollars that you're going to change your mind.”
Chapter 3
“You're lucky I don't have a hundred dollars to bet!”
Amber jumped out of her side of the car before Hunter could open the door for her.
“That money would be as good as mine!”
“ Oh, don't be mad, Gorgeous!”
Amber noticed that Hunter hadn't lost his smirk as they climbed the steps to the apartment. She hobbled behind him, her feet killing her. But she slapped away his hands when he tried to help.
“Temper, temper!” Hunter said, his voice mocking her.
She marched past him, stormed into her room, and slammed the door behind her. And then stopped, mouth open.
A large bouquet of yellow roses, wrapped in a silky purple ribbon, awaited her attention in a crystal vase on the small, antique dresser. She read the small note: “Thanks for being the best part of my life for the past four weeks. – Hunter.”
Amber felt herself tearing up. She had been so caught up in her new job and Hunter's impending departure that she had lost all track of time.
Hunter knocked on the door a few minutes later and she spun around.
“ Come in!”.
Amber giggled as the the door inched opened. Through the small crack Hunter poked a barbecue skewer with a white napkin tied to the end.
“I surrender! Is it safe to come in?”
Amber laughed as Hunter cautiously open the door and stuck his head inside.
“I can't believe you remembered.”
“ Technically, the official date is Monday.” He paused and smiled. “But I couldn't wait until then because we have class that day.”
Amber regarded him quizzically.
“Um. . .okay. . . but why would flowers on Monday be an issue?”
Hunter shrugged and stuffed his hands in his jeans pockets.
“Oh, the flowers would not have been an issue.” He grinned wickedly. “But my other plan would have conflicted with class.”
“ Other plan?” Amber hopped up and down. “Come on, tell me.”
“ All in good time, Baby,” Hunter said, turning to leave the room.
“ Oh, by the way, I was planning on ordering Chinese for dinner. Hope that's okay?”
“ Yeah, fine. But when are you going to tell me what the big surprise is?”
Amber followed Hunter into the living room.
Hunter laughed.
“ Persistent, aren't you? Listen, I have a few things I need to get done right away. But I'll try to finish quickly. Okay Miss Impatient?”
Amber sighed.
“Okay, okay! I guess I'll have to be patient.”
Grabbing a magazine, she kicked off her sneakers, sank down onto the sofa, and grabbed a magazine. Within a few minutes though, she dozed off. She jerked awake as she felt Hunter scooping her up.
“Shh . . .It's okay, I'm just taking you to my room, Gorgeous.”
Amber snuggled against Hunter's chest as he padded to his room. Hmm . . . he smelled freshly showered. She reached up and felt his damp hair. Maybe he was heading for the bed. Damn. Maybe she should have gotten a shower herself. She was probably a little sweaty after working all day.
Hunter deposited her in a chair in the middle of the room. A clean towel was spread out below it with a large plastic bin of water. What the hell? And why was humming?
“ So, what's going on?” Amber asked, truly puzzled.
Hunter
“ Don't you like looking at me anymore?”
Hunter sneaked a quick look and grinned.
“Oh, I love looking at you all right. But I can wait a little bit longer.”
He broke into a wide smile.
“Especially since you're going to be practically begging me to get you naked.”
Amber reached up and primly buttoned her blouse up to the neck.
“I don't think so,” she said firmly.
Hunter simply started laughing.
“I'm serious. You shouldn't just assume that you can have your way with me when you want.”
She shoved her feet back into her sneakers.
“Tonight is going to be a no sex night for you.”
“ Whatever you say, Baby,” Hunter had the nerve to say, pulling in the driveway.
“ But I'd be willing to bet a hundred dollars that you're going to change your mind.”
Chapter 3
“You're lucky I don't have a hundred dollars to bet!”
Amber jumped out of her side of the car before Hunter could open the door for her.
“That money would be as good as mine!”
“ Oh, don't be mad, Gorgeous!”
Amber noticed that Hunter hadn't lost his smirk as they climbed the steps to the apartment. She hobbled behind him, her feet killing her. But she slapped away his hands when he tried to help.
“Temper, temper!” Hunter said, his voice mocking her.
She marched past him, stormed into her room, and slammed the door behind her. And then stopped, mouth open.
A large bouquet of yellow roses, wrapped in a silky purple ribbon, awaited her attention in a crystal vase on the small, antique dresser. She read the small note: “Thanks for being the best part of my life for the past four weeks. – Hunter.”
Amber felt herself tearing up. She had been so caught up in her new job and Hunter's impending departure that she had lost all track of time.
Hunter knocked on the door a few minutes later and she spun around.
“ Come in!”.
Amber giggled as the the door inched opened. Through the small crack Hunter poked a barbecue skewer with a white napkin tied to the end.
“I surrender! Is it safe to come in?”
Amber laughed as Hunter cautiously open the door and stuck his head inside.
“I can't believe you remembered.”
“ Technically, the official date is Monday.” He paused and smiled. “But I couldn't wait until then because we have class that day.”
Amber regarded him quizzically.
“Um. . .okay. . . but why would flowers on Monday be an issue?”
Hunter shrugged and stuffed his hands in his jeans pockets.
“Oh, the flowers would not have been an issue.” He grinned wickedly. “But my other plan would have conflicted with class.”
“ Other plan?” Amber hopped up and down. “Come on, tell me.”
“ All in good time, Baby,” Hunter said, turning to leave the room.
“ Oh, by the way, I was planning on ordering Chinese for dinner. Hope that's okay?”
“ Yeah, fine. But when are you going to tell me what the big surprise is?”
Amber followed Hunter into the living room.
Hunter laughed.
“ Persistent, aren't you? Listen, I have a few things I need to get done right away. But I'll try to finish quickly. Okay Miss Impatient?”
Amber sighed.
“Okay, okay! I guess I'll have to be patient.”
Grabbing a magazine, she kicked off her sneakers, sank down onto the sofa, and grabbed a magazine. Within a few minutes though, she dozed off. She jerked awake as she felt Hunter scooping her up.
“Shh . . .It's okay, I'm just taking you to my room, Gorgeous.”
Amber snuggled against Hunter's chest as he padded to his room. Hmm . . . he smelled freshly showered. She reached up and felt his damp hair. Maybe he was heading for the bed. Damn. Maybe she should have gotten a shower herself. She was probably a little sweaty after working all day.
Hunter deposited her in a chair in the middle of the room. A clean towel was spread out below it with a large plastic bin of water. What the hell? And why was humming?
“ So, what's going on?” Amber asked, truly puzzled.
Hunter
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