DANICA

While in the shower I hear a knock at the door, “Hey sweetness, lunch will be ready in about ten minutes.” I smile at the nickname he’s given me, and my insides ignite. This man will be the death of me. “Umm...Kay I’ll be out in a few, unless...” his chuckle filters through the room. “Ah, not now, we have a premiere to get to.” He says leaving me to finish lathering my body. Once I climb from the shower I enter our room. That’s right, we now share a room. Not the one the skank was in, no he’s moved into my room.

Tatiana, the blonde bimbo has been locked up. Court is next week and so far there haven’t been any other threats. Technically, I’m still on assignment until the case is sealed. Hunter doesn’t like to discuss it, because we aren’t faking it any more. I tie my hair up and slide my legs into my jeans. After putting on a cotton tank top I walk downstairs barefoot.

I cross the room and come to a stop as Hunter saunters in. He reaches for my hand and swings me out and then pulls me back into his arms. We dance across the floor to the beat of the music drifting from the speakers.

“You’re in a good mood.” I say and try to let go but he pulls me closer. “Why wouldn’t I be, I had incredible sex with a woman I’ve come to adore and plan to do it as often as possible.” I step back, “adore?” His happiness shines through his eyes and I know exactly how he feels.

“I have to run, things to do…” His lips seal over mine and then he releases me. “Tonight will be a night to remember.” Laughing at his enthusiasm. “From the very first night,” he points to the sausage hero’s from Jax’s truck which is waiting for me. “To the last night.” With a twinkle in his eye he smirks and kisses my forehead. What does he mean last night?

“Okay but once I’m done, I have to go.” With the premiere being tonight, I’m going to pamper myself and get my nails done. All week Hunter has been reminding me of subtle things I did that drove him crazy.

We’ve discussed it and he understands why I did it. I’m grateful he didn’t give up on me. Sure he had bad judgement one night, but from the stories I’ve heard they use to happen every night. So when I came into the picture he changed.

I decided to hop on board with memories of the weeks prior, which is why I chose the dress I’m wearing tonight. It’s red like my lipstick and what I plan to wear underneath, will bring him back to the hood of his car. Now I’m in search for one last thing, I feel a little giddy thinking about it.

By noon, I’m strolling down the main avenue. I shoot Mark a text, asking if Hunter was home yet. No - babe he’s been gone, but Warren stopped by. Hmm. I wonder why, maybe something to do with the premiere. I don’t like the fact he has a key, we’ll have to address it at some point. But I don’t want to ruin tonight for my man. Tonight is all about him.

I pull up to the house and Marks waves as he jogs up to my car. Once I climb out he asks. “What the heck is going on here?” I shrug my shoulders, “what do you mean?” We haven’t told anyone so I’m not sure what Mark wants to know. “When Hunter came home he was all smiles and even came over to the car and asked if you ever lost a dare?”

The thought of Hunter being happy because of me thrills me. And no, I never skip out of challenge, “Can’t help it Mark, I’m falling for the dare.” I shrug my shoulders admitting to one of my best friends I’m head over heels falling for this guy.

“You’re good with it?” Mark has always known me to be a loner. Sure I have had my fun but nothing ever serious. By the way he’s looking at me he knows this is as serious as it gets. “Yeah, for the first time in a long time, I’m good.” I smile and step towards the house. Tonight will be the night I tell him. He has the right to know.

“Thanks Mark, you can go, I got it from here.” He pats my shoulder as he walks past saying good-night. I secure the door and walk into the living room. My feet a little sore I chuck my boots to the side and throw my bag on the back of the chair. With no energy left, I plop down on the sofa and begin to rub feet.

Hunter saunters in. “Warren dropped off some champagne and glasses for tonight.” He wiggles his eyebrows and my face flushes. “I don’t drink before premieres, so make sure to save some for later.” He sits beside me and reaches for my other foot. I glance up and his eyes divert to the floor. Okay, what’s going on? He’s acting so weird.

“What’s in the bag?” he asks and I chuckle. He grabs it and when his eyes pop out of his head I can’t control the laughter. “You’re movie is HighBall, so how high can you get those balls?” He pulls the strand of beads and the devilish look he has makes my insides tingle.

He reaches for me, “If I’m going to make it tonight I need a nap.” I push him back. With his head against the cushion he takes both feet onto his lap. His dimple appears and he makes himself more comfortable leaning back against the cushion. Oh tonight is going to be fun. I reach over to the coffee table and grab the remote turning on the T.V., the next thing I know it’s five o’clock. Hunter’s head rests against my stomach, his breathing calm. I run my fingers through his hair a few times until he awakens.

“Evening.” His smile spread across his face. I stretch my arms out and flex my legs. He sits up and does the same. “Big night,” I push off the sofa and start the coffee. “Look, Danica,” I cover his mouth with my hand, “Hunter, let’s enjoy tonight.” I step aside. He takes hold of my wrist, spins me around and molds our bodies together. “Admit it. You want this as much as I do?” Knowing it will drive him crazy. I lick my lips then bite down and drag my lower lip in. He hisses and kisses me hard. Exactly the way I like it.