I knocked on the door, going over the speech I had prepared in my head and all the possible things he could say or do. I decided I was prepared for everything and anything that could happen.
The plan was to give him his glasses give my speech and get out of there. I got ready to knock on the door again when Olivia opened the door.
"I'm here for Hunter," I said holding my head high.
"Master Hunter is not present at the moment."
" Where is he?"
" Out. You can come back later." She replied as she started closing the door.
"No thank you. " I said stopping the door with my shoe. " I think I'll wait." She opened the door with hesitation.
Upon entering I noticed all the broken glass on the floor and the apron Olivia was wearing. Maybe someone accidentally dropped a bunch of vases.
Nevertheless, I ignored the mess, tiptoeing my way around it and took a seat on the couch.
10 minutes later...
After losing an intense staring competition, Olivia retreated to the kitchen to continue whatever she was doing before I came.
A while later, I heard the door open and I somehow knew it was Hunter. I got up and turned to him to deliver my speech.
"You.." I stopped myself as I took in his current appearance. A bruised lip, a ripped shirt, an alcohol bottle in his hand and no shoes on. He was even bleeding terribly.
" What happened to you!" I asked moving closer to him without taking my eye off his body.
"Why are you here-e-e?" He said in a slurred voice. "Who let you-u-u in-n? Someone's getting fired-d-d!" He rushed before taking another swig from his bottle.
"I asked, what happened? And I haven't gotten an answer!" I said ignoring his childishness.
"I asked why you are here and I haven't gotten my answer!"
"Shut up and let me help you," I said getting closer to him and trying to take the bottle from his hands.
"I can help myself." He said, pulling the bottle from my hands before taking a huge gulp and walking away. I followed from a safe till he got to his room. He left the door open so I decided to go after him.
"Close the door behind you." He said before taking off his coat and ripping his shirt off, or at least the remains.
"Are you just going to stand stare or do something?"
"Which way to the bathroom?"
"If you are going to take a dump don't do it in my bath." He said before taking another swig. I was about to roll my eyes when I remembered what had happened in school.
"No stupid, I want to fill the bath." I sighed.
"That door." He slurred pointing to a dark oak door with a gold handle.
Opening the door, I walked toward the bathtub. I turned the hot faucet on but there was not any water coming out, that's what I taught until I felt water drip from above onto my body. I quickly turn off the faucet and looked up to where the water was coming from. Turns out there was a show head attached to the ceiling.
" You know if you wanted to have a bath with me you could have just said so?" I turned to face a smirking jerk.
I noticed he had only a towel wrapped around his torso. He had a few cuts on his chest and his lips started to swell.
I turned back to the bathtub to try figuring out to swap the water from the shower head to the lower faucet. I felt Hunter get closer to me and my body tensed. He stretched his hand out beside me and tapped a button before opening the faucet. This time I did not get drenched instead the water started to fill the tub.
"That's how you do it," Hunter said, making me realise how close he was to my body. I felt the same thing I had felt earlier, the gentle tingle between my legs. I cleared my throat and straightened my back before stepping aside.
I left the bathroom to give him the privacy he needed.
I came back after a while to find him relaxed in the tub. I grabbed a mini towel from the rack and dipped it in the water before taking his arm to clean the blood from it quietly.
"What are you doing?" He asked turning to face me but without taking his arm from mine.
"Helping you stupid."
"Really?"
"Yes, now shut up so I can-" Before I could complete my sentence Hunter splashed water on me.
" Hunter!" I shrieked.
"Yes?" He smirked. ignored them and continued cleaning his wounds until I was sure he would not suspect me. There was a bowl of water beside me, which I had been using to substantially clean his wounds. I dunked the towel into the bowl, letting it soak up as much water as it could before bringing it out and squeezing the contents onto his arm.
He sat up with immediate effect and looked at me. He didn't look angry just surprised. Not the reaction I was going for.
"What on earth did I do to you?" He said as he retracted his arm and rubbed the spot I had poured hot water on.
" You made me wet," I said
" I haven't...not yet." He said. It took me a while before it clicked and I understood what he was saying.
"Could you not be gross for at least thirty minutes?" I snarled before I continued to clean his arm.
" if I wanted to I could and what exactly do you find so unbearable about...?"
"Don't you dare say it?" I warned. He rolled his eyes at me. So he could roll his eyes at me but I can't.
"Are you a virgin?" He deadpanned, making me choke on my saliva.
"No, I'm not," I said hitting his arm.
"Stop hitting me." He grabbed my arm and twisted it.
"That hurts!"
"Say sorry." He said calmly, almost as if he was joking. But I wasn't.
"Over my dead body," I said before grabbing the bowl of hot water and dumping it on him. Immediately after I did this, I made a run for the door and once I got out of the bathroom I heaved a breath.
My clothes were soaked so I went over to his walk-in closet and opened the sliding door which had mirrors on it. I didn't know what I was looking for in a guy's closet specifically Hunter's but it could be my lucky night and I could find some forgotten clothes from his rumoured 'sleepovers'.
I hope not. Victoria said
5 minutes later...
I closed the door of his closet and plopped onto one of his chairs. Hunter was still in the bathroom, I wonder what he was doing in there?
Still wondering what to wear I spotted a neatly folded dress shirt on his table.
it was plain white and there were shorts underneath. I tied my hair in a loose bun and grabbed my phone from my bag and sat on his bed with my legs crossed. I checked my call log and saw I had a few missed calls.
20 missed calls from Ms Florence
71 missed calls from Debbie
I called Debbie and waited for her to answer.
"It's so funny how you can reply to hundreds of missed calls with just one?" I said once she answer to avoid the rant she had in store for me.
"Eleanor! Finally! Where are you? Your mother and I have been trying to call you!" I listened as her rants went on and on. There are some things you just can't escape. I laid back and put the phone on the bed, ready to listen patiently to all her complaints. I love Debbie but sometimes... she's extra.
After a while, about 25 minutes, I started wondering what Hunter was doing.
"...Eleanor, Harriet wants to speak with you." I sat up and grabbed the phone as doing that would stop her.
"No!" I said into the phone.
"Eleanor love!" My mother cried.
"What?" I snapped.
"I've been so worried! where are you?" At that point, Hunter came out of the bathroom. I put my index finger to my lips, signalling him to keep shut, but Hunter being Hunter, he ignored me.
"Are those my clothes?" He asked, his left eyebrow arched and the ghost of a smile on his lips.
"Eleanor! Is that a boy?!" The mother's voice came through the phone.
"I thought it was meant for me," I said.
"It looks nice on you." He said with a smile.
"Why are you so nice?" I queried, suspecting his sudden niceness.
"I'm drunk." He deadpanned.
"Eleanor! He's drunk?! Come home this instant!" I cut the call as Hunter sat on the bed.
"You look nice wearing my clothes. You can keep it."
"You're nicer when your drunk." I blurted.
"you're prettier when I'm drunk." He replied with a half smile.
"Prettier?" I asked, wondering if he meant pretty. Instead, he nodded playfully. "What werewolf thing can you do except shapeshift?" I asked, moving closer to him. He looked down as if deciding what to do. His long lashes cast a shadow over his face, thick and silky.
"Turn around." He said, looking into my eyes
"Pardon?"
"Turn around," he repeated softly and I did, placing my hands on the headboard.
"Hunter, What are you doing?" I asked as I felt him move closer then gently put his hands on my waist. Immediately, my body tensed.
"Relax."
"How on earth could I relax when the only thing You are wearing is a towel," I said and He sighed before getting off the bed. I saw him enter his walk-in closet and come out seconds later wearing drawstring pants.
"Better?" he asked, arching his brow.
"Manageable." I turned to face the headboard again, wondering what he was going to do.
Returning to his former position on the bed, I felt his breath on my neck and tensed.
"Do you trust me?"
"I don't know," I said.
"Painful blow to the chest." He said and I smiled, trying to relax. "If this helps." He started drawing imaginary circles on my thigh with his finger. I relaxed but was also turned on, just a bit.
He stopped and tucked a piece of hair that had fallen out of place behind my ear then he growled. The deepest, most seductive growl I had ever heard. One that I was sure could never be made by a normal human being.
"Do you find it appealing?" His voice was hoarse. I cleared my throat and shook my head to disperse my un-Godly thoughts.
"No?" He asked, taking my head shake as a negative.
"Yes."
"Yes?"
"No."
"Make up your mind."
"I meant no, It was a bit disappointing. Anyone could do that."
"It's the only thing I could concentrate on considered in my...state." He said before clearing his throat
I was about to reply when my phone started beeping non-stop. Hunter laid on his back with a groan.
"What time of alarm do you have for 11:30? Night vigil?" He joked turning on his side as I got off the bed.
"Ha Ha. Very funny," I said, grabbing my phone.
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My notifications kept notifying. Messages flooded in like a tsunami from the school website. I looked at my phone horrified at the snarky and idiotic comments that kept coming one after another and I remembered exactly what I was here for.
I went to the last post and held my phone to Hunter's face.
"What?" He groaned and squinted his eyes due to the light emitted from the phone.
"Read it," I said as I slipped the phone into his hands.
"Girl snags all of Hunter Gerome's chips.." He looked at me as I took my phone back. It's just gossip it will go away soon. You are not on my hit list."
" What's a hit list?" I asked.
"It's...nothing." He said. "We should get some sleep." With that,, he got off the bed and the towel that was draped around his neck fell.
"What's that?" I asked looking at the outline on his back which he quickly covered up with the towel.
"Nothing. Go to sleep."
I grabbed a pillow and the comforter from his bed and dropped them on the floor getting ready to sleep on it.
"What are you doing?" Hunter asked as he watched me get comfortable on the floor.
"I'm getting ready to sleep," I said as I arranged the comforter and the pillow on the floor.
"Why on the floor? There is a bed." He grabbed the stuff and dumped the items on the bed.
"I can't sleep on the bed with you there." He let out a little chuckle before grabbing a pillow and walking over to the couch.
"I will be sleeping here."