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“Naomi called me,” I tell him to gauge his reaction.
“What did she want?” he asks flatly as if he had nothing to do with it.
“She called because you made her call.”
“I suggested it would be a nice gesture after all the hell she’s put you through.”
“But you asked her father to make her call me.”
“Damn, did she tell you everything?”
“Why did you do that, Hunter?”
“Because even after all the fucked up shit that girl did, I knew speaking to her would make you happy.”
“I'm not exactly sure how it made me feel. But what I do know is that I don’t want you communicating with that man anymore.”
“Now, who’s being bossy?”
“I’m serious.”
“Don’t leave, Megan.”
He slides a hand along the side of my face, cradling it like I’m the most precious figurine in the world.
“Hunter–”
“I love you, and there’s nothing more important to me than you and our baby. It kills me that you’ve spent any part of this pregnancy alone. This little person isourcreation.” He places a hand on my baby bump. “And you both belong here with me.”
“You know my history, Hunter. I don’t want to go back to a situation of being controlled.”
“I would never hurt you the way your father did.” He looks offended, and I realize my words may have come off the wrong way.
“I didn’t mean it like that. I know you would never intentionally hurt me. I just mean that I have a voice, you know? And I need you to hear it.”
“I do.”
His lips suddenly find the side of my neck, and he kisses a pulse point at the base of my neck.
“I hear you loud and clear, baby,” he speaks into my skin.
My eyes close in rapture as I run my hand into the base of his scalp.
God, I’ve missed this man.
He raises his lips to meet mine, and we share a sensual kiss. It’s a kiss that echoes all the feelings that we both have been suppressing. One that borders on possession but dwells in love.
It’s laughable that I ever thought I could live without Hunter Middleton, I think to myself as his hand dominantly wraps around my throat and his mouth devours mine.
Or that he’d ever let me.
Chapter 19
This Shit Is Spiritual
MEGAN
Ispent a huge part of my childhood immersed in fictionalized worlds of books and television. I understand now that it was a coping mechanism, an escape, a place where I could go and not have to deal with the real people in my life.