Chapter 12

Jamie

I should’ve known Hunter was up to no good.

That night, after he had bought me enough clothes to make my closet burst, he took me back to his house and told me I was going to be living there from now on until I paid back my debt to him.

Since I automatically computed my stay to be equivalent to forever, I asked Hunter if I could borrow his phone so I could call a friend of mine regarding my living arrangements.

Instead of lending me his phone, he called someone from work, and an hour later, someone came and delivered a small box to the house. He took the package, and immediately handed it off to me, and when I opened it, my eyes went wide as I stared at a brand-new cellphone.

“Consider this as part of you making it up to me. I’m going to need you to give me weekly reports on your performance? He said.

“Huh. Yeah, that works. Thanks, Hunter,” I said, grinning up at him.

“You’re not addressing me properly,” he clarified, shaking his head at me. “What did I tell you? You are to address me as ‘Sir Hunter’, ‘Sir Drake’, or just ‘Sir.”

I narrowed my eyes at him in irritation.

“Are you serious?” I asked.

If I didn’t owe this guy for saving my life, I thought, but sighing heavily, I grudgingly gave him what he wanted.

“Okay, Sir,” I said glumly. He nodded in satisfaction.

“That’s better. But next time, be a little more energetic,” he remarked, and I refrained myself from throwing the box at his head.

“If you don’t need anything else, I’m going to go to bed. Unless you want to join me,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. I rolled my eyes at him, and climbed up the stairs to my own room, hearing him laugh his head off.

I went inside and quickly plugged my new phone into the charger, and then went about putting my new clothes into the closets and drawers. Hunter told me that if I needed anything important from my apartment, to ask Mrs. Blossom to help me, and one of the drivers would go pick it up for me.

Oh no! I slapped my forehead. I’m supposed to work at the auction house today! And I don’t have my IDs or my wallet with me either! Holy crap, this is terrible! How could I have forgotten so many important things?!

I wondered if Hunter is still awake.

“Ugh. I guess I have no choice,” I walked out the door and closed the distance to Hunter’s room, knocking on his polished oak door, which opened upon me hitting it.

He was busy unbuttoning his shirt, and I quickly tore my eyes away from him, settling my gaze instead to the lamp by his bedside.

“What do you want?” he asked.

“Uh,” I mumbled nervously. “I’m really sorry to disturb you,”

“Jamie, save the small stuff and just tell me what you’re doing here?” he demanded, cutting me off. I bit my lip and nodded.

“Well, you see, I forgot that I had to go to work at the auction house today, and I’m pretty sure I’m going to get fired for it,” I explained. “So, I was thinking you could give me the morning off to talk to my boss about it.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. I’ll take care of it,” he said. I heard some rustling behind me, and I wondered if he was already finished dressing up.

“Are you finished getting ready for bed?” I asked him, and he grunted.

“I don’t really understand why you have to turn away from me when you’ve already seen everything,” he said. I turned around to look at him, ready to protest his statement, but I couldn’t stop myself from staring.

He was wearing nothing but his sweat pants. His wide muscular chest bare and the ridges of his abdominal muscles were so defined, and his pecs were so wide, and his shoulders and arms were so massive. I didn’t notice all of him when we first met, mostly because I was preoccupied with getting away from him, but his body was built like a Greek God.

“Like what you see?” he teased, smirking at me. I shook my head, snapping myself out of my haze and scowled at him.

“You’re terrible,” I said. “You’re going to catch a cold if you sleep like that.” He shrugged at me.

He walked over to his huge bed and pulled the covers out, climbing into bed with a sigh.

“Anything else?’ he asked, tilting his head.

“Yeah. Uh, as you know, I lost most of my stuff back at the hotel, and that includes my wallet, credit card, and IDs. Can you please help me out with cancelling my cards and getting some new IDs? It would really be helpful,” I told him, and he nodded his head.

“Okay. Consider it done,” he said, and I smiled at him. “No snide comebacks?”

He smirked at me all of a sudden and patted the spot next to him.

“Are you ready to jump in now that I’ve given in to your demands, or am I going to have to pull you in with me?” he asked.

This guy really had no soul.

“I will never jump into bed with you, you perverted asshole!” I yelled at him.

I ran out of there and straight to the safety of my room, wincing as I closed the door a little too loudly, and hoping I didn’t wake Mrs. Blossom up.

I jumped into bed and smothered myself with the pillow, screaming at my embarrassment. I could feel my cheeks heating up as I recalled his indecent proposal, and I buried my face into the fluffiness even more.

Hunter Drake. He’s such an ass!