Hunter's POV (Continuation...)
"You're so strong yet kind. You're handsome but you're not a narcissist and- (hic)-and you're perfect for me."the girl started to enumerate why did she love me. I blinked in confusion and glanced at everyone in the room before I returned my eyes to her.
Those qualities she mentioned certainly didn't belong to mine. Me? Kind? Strong and not narcissist, maybe. But kind? Nope. I was never near closer to the edge of kindness before. So, maybe, this nerd she-wolf had mistaken me into somebody.
"You're drunk, miss." I said, assessing carefully her half lidded eyes. Her brows was drawn into a slight frown and she staggered much closer to me. She even squinted her eyes on my face as if she can't see it properly.
