Chapter 78
After we had explained what had happened when Hanter found the letter, the agents sat silent for a moment.
“Do you remember where in the pile of envelopes you found it?” agent Moor asked Hunter.
“It was on top. I saw it as soon as I opened the mailbox,” he told them. They nodded and wrote it down.
“Back to the question you didn’t answer, Miss Bishop. Do you think this has something to do with your ex–husband’s trial?” agent Harris asked me. I had the feeling
she didn’t like me.
“I think so, I can’t think of another reason anyone would have to send me a letter like it,” I told her.
And how long have you been seeing your ex–husband’s father, in a romantic way?” she asked. I almost asked if that was important for them to know. But then I remembered this was something that would be asked. It was just as well to get used to it.
“A little over a month,” I told her.
“And you have been divorced for?”
“Almost three months, separated for about a year,” I answered.
“Nothing happened before then? There were no secret exchanges or stolen moments when you were married to your ex7”
“No!” I exclaimed.
“Hana and I didn’t meet until about two months ago,” Hunter explained. “My son and I haven’t been close the last couple of years. In fact, the last time I talked to him until recently was before their wedding,” he then added. Agent Moor hummed and took notes.
“You have talked to your son recently?” agent Harris asked. I was relieved that she had switched focus
“I have. I heard the police were looking for him so I tried to find him. That’s how Hana and I met. I eventually tracked him down and tried to talk some sense into him. It didn’t work. But I did not know he was in this deep,” Hunter said. If I didn’t know better, I would have believed him.
“You own HopCar Security,” agent Harris pointed out.
“Together with a friend, yes,” Hunter s
said, even though it hadn’t been a question.
“And this security issue that has Miss Bishop staying with you is?” Moor asked. He had been silent for so long, I had almost forgotten he was there
“I was attacked here in my apartment about a month ago,” I told him.
“Yes, I think I read something about that in the file. A woman claiming to carry your ex’s baby and some unknown men tried to break in. And you have been living with Mr Gander since?”
“Yes,” I said.
“We couldn’t guarantee it wouldn’t happen again and we still haven’t learned why they tried to break in,” Hunter added.
“And will you be staying there even after the arrest?” agent Harris asked me.
“She will,” Hunter said before I could answer. Agent Harris hummed. They had a couple of last questions, agent Moor put the letter into an evidence bag like I had seen them do on TV and then they left.
“Should we be worried that the FBI is involved?” I asked Hunter as we watched them drive off from my bedroom window.
“No, sweetness. I would have been more surprised if they hadn’t got involved in this. Ready to continue our regular scheduled date?” he then asked. I pushed the worry and questions to the side. I wanted a nice day with Hunter.
“More than ready,” I told him. Hunter took me to a small diner close to the harbour district.
“This is one of my favourite places to get a burger. Jason and I discovered it when we used to work from our scrappy office in the harbour. Back then, it was Jerry SB that ran it. Now it’s Jerry IR and it’s still as good of a burger as when we first ate here,” he explained as we looked at the menu.
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“Then you know what’s good here.
What would wom
would you recommend?” I asked.
“I would recommend the Smoked Explorer,” he told me. I looked over it and it sounded good. When it was time to order, to my surprise Hunter ordered the Old Faithful.
“I thought you recommended the Smoked Explorer? I said when we were alone again. He smiled at me.
“I would recommend it for you. I know you would like it. Me? I’m too much of a baby, I like my burgers with no fancy flavours,” he explained. For some reason his answer moved me. He hadn’t just told me what he liked, he had taken the time to think about what he knew I liked and then think about what would match best on
the menu.
“I appreciate that,” I told him. The food was delicious and we did a good job at avoiding talking about Simon or anything related to him. Instead, we talked about what we would do during the afternoon. Hunter was looking forward to some specific exhibitions. It was all new to me, so I trusted his judgement. Then we talked about what we wanted to bake the next day and we agreed on a meal plan for the next week. It all felt normal and ordinary, and I loved it. Then Hunter took me on a tour of different galleries. The art was amazing to look at and it was fun having Hunter with me that explained the techniques used and the different styles. When we left the last gallery, Hunter put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him.
“Did you enjoy our date?” he asked, I put my arm around him and relaxed into his body.
“I did. Thank you for planning it,” I told him and gave him a squeeze
“I had a lot of fun as well. Next stop is the supermarket, I’m really pulling out the big guns for you,” he joked,
“This is the second best date I have been on,” I said.
“Only second? I do need to up my game,” he said with a frown. I poked him in the side.
“You don’t. My all time best date was our first date. My third best date was out second date. It should tell you a lot about my dating life before I met you,” I told him and ggled.
“I have to agree on your ranking. Our first date will be hard to beat. I will still try,” he agreed. We went to the supermarket and I realised that most things were fun or enjoyable when I had Hunter with me. We teased each other and talked about memories that were triggered by different items. As we had loaded the car up, Hunter pulled me into a kiss. When it was over, I wanted more. I pulled him into a second one and it got heated fast. Hunter had me pushed against the back of the car. When we pulled apart, we both knew we wanted more, but the middle of a public parking lot was not the place. “I need to get you home,” Hunter whispered to me and then licked the shell off my ear.
“How fast can we get there?” I asked,
“Ten minutes.” I tried to contain my disappointed moan. “I need you to work with me on this, sweetness. If you don’t behave, I won’t be able to hold back. I am not interested in flashing any part of your body to these nice people. That is for my eyes only,” he told me. I nodded against his shoulder. “If you behave and let me take you home, I will eat you out until you stream my name and then I will fuck you until you see stars,” he whispered to me.
“You are not helping things,” I whispered back.
“Are y
you needy, sweetness? Do you want me to help you? If you stand really still and don’t make a noise, I can slip my hand into your panties and give you some relief,” he offered. My body screamed for me to accept the offer. I felt like a hormonal teenager and the hormones were trying to take control of my body. But the more logical part of me knew there was no way I would be able to keep silent. As soon as Hunter’s hands landed on my body, I lost my ability to focus on anything but what he did to my body. That meant every man, woman and child in the parking lot would know what he was doing to me.
“I need you to get me home,” I said. He grunted and I felt both of his hands cup my ass and press me closer to him. I could feel that the situation had got to him as well as his cock pressed into me.
“I need a minute and then we will go,” he told me. We stood perfectly still for a moment, holding each other, before he sighed. “I will never regain control like this,” he confessed. I giggled. It was doing great things for my self–confidence. He gave me a quick kiss on my head and then pushed me towards the passenger side. “Let’s eo,” he said. Hunter kept just below the speed limit as he drove us home. He took a route I didn’t recognise and I guessed he had a shortcut. His hand rested just above my knee and I cursed myself for wearing jeans. Things would have been so much easier if I had chosen a dress or skirt. I filed it away for the future. When Hunter parked in the garage, he didn’t need to tell me to get out of the car. We were both out of it at the same time and he walked around and took my hand and started walking towards the elevator,
“The food, I objected.
“I have asked the door men to take care of it, he told me as he was writing something on his phone. I giggled again. His desperation seemed to be equal to my and it was intoxicating. As soon as the elevator doors closed behind us, Hunter had me pressed against the wall, kissing me and letting his hands run all over my body
“Camera,” I reminded him,
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“Fuck. I hate that thing. I’ll make sure it’s taken down on Monday,” he told me and then went back to kissing my neck.
“No, you won’t. It’s useful,” I panted as my fingers intertwined in Hunter’s hair. He grunted a reply. When the door opened, Hunter took my hand again and led me into the apartment. When the door locked behind us, Hunter drew me in for another fiery kiss.
“I need you out of those clothes in less than five seconds,” he told me, I didn’t even pause before i pulled my sweater above my head.
