My heart has not beat this fast in a long while.
For a moment, I almost believe that I'm hyperventilating.
I know it's him even before I hear his voice and before the familiar scent of his peach shampoo tickles my nostrils.
My gut twists with a strange feeling. I gifted Hector his first ever peach shampoo three years ago as a joke on his birthday because he hates it. Why is he still using the same brand? It smells exactly the same.
His lips are firmly pressed against my ear. As he speaks, even on the verge of getting kidnapped, my knees tremble.
"Not a single word, Athena. You're coming with me…"
Before I even get the chance to protest, Hunter heaves me against his chest and proceeds to stalk to the nearest building, ignoring my thrashing and struggles for freedom.
