Chapter 38
The new down that greeted us when we got in my place looked for more sturdy than my shit one. I unlocked it and stepped inside. I hall expected there to be traces of the door exchange Salt, old screws, a beaten down door leaning against the wall. But the hallway looked like it says dil. While I was locking for a mess, Hanter had been inspecting the door. He printed in approval and I looked at it as well. It looked sale, had a poophole and a security bolt, everything a girl needed when living in a cursed apartment
I commented
“I will keep you sale,” Hunter agmood.
“Safe enough to mueve home?” I asked, withing I hadn’t asked.
“No, sweetness. Until this is over you’ll stay with me,”
“Fine by me,” I said. I was sick and tired of having unwanted guests showing up at my door. Before moving back to my apartment, I would look into getting somune to come and do a blessing, ut chase the had mon away. Huster closed the door and I walked toward my bedroom to pack a larger bag. “There are some things in the fridge that we can take with us,” I told Hunter
- in. We headed
“III get them.” be offered and got to work. It book us less then heen minutes to pack what I needed. Hunter isoisted on carrying everything and I made sure everything was locked up. far the gracery store. It felt like a muringly nemal thing to do walking down the bles, pushing a cart and putting food items in it.
“This is actually fun,” Hunter told me an he put a carton of eggs in the cart.
“B,” Lapied
“We didn’t include any snacks our li
my snacks on our list,” he said, frowning. “Which are your freunites?”
“I like poprom and Oreos” I told him. He nodded and disappeared while collected the milk. When he came back he was fully loaded with chips, popcorn kerels and very favour of Orees i had
ure,” he told me, showing me a huge bag of pork rinds. It went into the cant with the rest of the snacks.
“This is my secret pleasure,”
“How we going to get everything into your apartment? We will have to take two nips,” I said we were loading Hunter’s car.
“We’ll take your things and a bag or two. The rest, the door man will bring up,” he said. I looked at him. I had never had anyone working for me like that and the idea was foreign to me. He smiled.
“I know have it feels. It took me a while to get used to using the services as well. It made me uncomfortable letting others do things I have always done myself. That was until lerry told me he was offended I didn’t let him do his job. Now I just make sure I give them a belly Christmas and summer bonus,” he told me. I nodded as I could see ry’s point. If I was hired to do a job and my customer didn’t let me do it, it would make me feel weird as well. We got home and after Hunter had taken my bag up to my room, he helped me start to put the fond away. I don’t think I ever had this much food in my kitchen,” he told me. He looked red as he opened his fridge and pantry and took stock. It all seemed so normal and natural to me. I had to remind mysell that this wasn’t permanent, we hadn’t moved in together. It was just temporary. As I offered to make us lunch, Hunter vent to check if his men had found out something
“God, bad or no news?” I asked as he came back
“Some next, they think they have found the men and are tracking them, John and Jason will come by at ning tom moming to give us a first report,” he told me. I nodded and plated the omelettes 1 had made. We ate in silence both were sccupied with our own thoughts. After se hod cleared away the dishes, Hunter showed me the ins and outs of the security system. There was a small manilar in the kitchen that had access to all the surveillance cameras and where you could set the alarm and almost everything else in the apartment as well. He showed me hour to acrets the surveillance feed on the TV and Hunter walked me through all the different settings. When we were done, I got up from the couch. “Where are you going?” he asked.
“I have a date tonight. I’m going to relax in the bathtub for a while and then I need to get ready.” I told him. He chuckled.
“I was going to pick you up and do the whole
le chivalrous thing. Now I don’t know what to do,” he said,
“How about 1–stay in my room and you can collect from there?” Igested. He laughed.
“Take that.”
waynerous. The bath had not helped the least. I just made me army as the hot water made my mind go place I didn’t need it to take Wictor tested me as I was doing my hair.
- How’s it going! Want me to come over and help?
I needed to figure out what I was going to tell him about my me situations,
Me: No thanks, I think I got it.
Me Can I call you tomocion
W: Sume thing I was going to call you as
W: But not before nine, I will kill you if you call me bel
I thought about the meeting Hunter had argent
In the morning.
Me: I won’t. Il call and lunch.
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W: That’s my girl. And while you are in a latening mood. Go out and have fun tonight. I recommend at least ten orgasms.
It looked at the message and my fantasies from the bathtub came back, I shook my head and forced myself to stop thinking about what it would feel like to have a naked Hunter on top of me When the knock on my door cante, 1 was ready and nervous. I opened the door and smiled at Hunter. He had dressed in a dark suit that fit him like a glove. It showed off his broad shoulders and well–trained body. I willed myself not to drool like a lunatic
“You look amazing,” Hunter said. I smiled at the compliment, it sounded like he meant it and it made me relax a little.
“Thank you” I said
These are for you,” he told me and held out a bouquet of mised flowers in purple and pink tones.
“They are beautiful. How did you know which my nourite colours are?” I asked as I took them from him and smelled them.
“Lucky guts,” he told me with a
I didn’t
believe him, but I let him have his secrets.
“I need to put these in water, do you have anything I can put them in?” Hunter’s face foll
I don’t think I own anything for putting flowers in,” he told nr.
“You have a pitcher, that will do,” I said. We walked down to the kitchen together and put my ouers in water. “Thank you,” I said again as I placed them on the counter and gave him a light kiss on his cheek
“I am happy you lled them,” he told me and I felt him place his hand on my lower back. For a moment he passed me to him. Then be relaxed the grip somewhat and used his hand to steer me to the elevator. Hunter was an absolute gentleman but then he always was. At the restaurant he held my chair as we sat down. ‘Primrose was one of the best restaurants in the city. They served a Jason between British and French cuisine. The waiters all had dress couts and the restaurant was decorated with table cloths, silver cutlery and chandeliers. We were handed menus and the waiter walked us through the specials. We ordered our food and I relased a little more when the waiter walked away. Hunter smiled at me and reached for my hand. I placed it in his. “Thank you for accepting to go on a date with me,” he said.
“I was mow than happy to,” I sold him. It was true. I may be a nervous wreck. But I enjoyed it at the same time.
“I guess this is the point in a date when we should get to know each other. But I feel we have already accomplished that. Anything you want to tell me al permanent smile playing on his lips and it made his honey–coloured eyes sparkle. I thought about it.
I me about yourself?” he asked. He had a
“I can spend hours searching a new recipe once I get an idea. When I was a child i warted to become a firefighter, but abandoned the idea when I realised you had to be okay with heights. I hav always wanted a cat, but never had one and I can’t stand horror movies,” I told him. He laughed.
“Fulghum?” be inked.
“I had seen a children’s show where a firefighter sawed people fursa buning building and I thought it was the o
coolest thing eve.
“That does sound cool,” he agreed.
“But then I found out you had to climb ladders and rescue people above the first floor. I made the decision that it wasn’t a career for me.” I giggled. “How about you?”
“Thate spiders. With a passion wasted to become an artist when I was younger and I was accepted to an art program in New York for college. And I love horror movies,” he told me. “Artist? You paint?” I asked,
wurprised
“I draw mouly. Or I did. I haven’t picked up a pen or pastels in yours,” he told me. “It became more important to Telt biaw, or maybe more accurately. I wanted this date to go well I needed to make sure we didn’t scrow it up.
caft about the elephant in the room of are we going to ignore him?” I asked,
to evide.” He was skating around the subject we were both avoiding
